There you have the story in a nutshell." "Then it is all true, after all!" cried Fischelowitz.

"We all thought--" "Thinking, when one knows nothing, is a dangerous and useless pastime," observed the Consul.

"I will take a box of these cigarettes with me.

They are good." "Thank you most obediently, Milostivy Gosudar!" exclaimed Fischelowitz, bowing low.

"I trust that the Gospodin Consul will honour me with his patronage.