If you wait, you'll see it for yourselves.

I'm not joking; it's the real thing." As is usual about this period, some paragraphs, more or less serious, had been appearing in the papers concerning the sea-serpent, and I thought for the moment he must be referring to this.

A moment's reflection, however, told me that here, in the middle of Europe, three hundred miles from the coast, such a thing was impossible.

Before I could question him further, he seized me by the arm.
"Look!" he said; "now am I exaggerating ?" I turned my head and saw what, I suppose, few living Englishmen have ever seen before--the travelling Britisher according to the Continental idea, accompanied by his daughter.

They were coming towards us in the flesh and blood, unless we were dreaming, alive and concrete--the English "Milor" and the English "Mees," as for generations they have been portrayed in the Continental comic press and upon the Continental stage.
They were perfect in every detail.