Would you believe it--I forget how long ago it was--I once entered Spa on the very day, at the very hour, when you left the place.

Our carriages must have passed one another on the road.

In Ratisbon, too, I had the same piece of ill luck.

There I actually occupied the room of which your tenancy had just expired." "It is indeed unfortunate," said Casanova, flattered in spite of himself, "that people's paths so often cross too late in life." "Not yet too late!" exclaimed the Marchese.

"There are certain respects in which I shall not be loath to avow myself vanquished before the fight begins.