Where is the Italian who is pleased with the effrontery and the insolence of the hotel-waiters in Italy?
In my days, people did not know in France what it was to overcharge; it was truly the home of foreigners.

True, they had the unpleasantness of often witnessing acts of odious despotism, 'lettres de cachet', etc.; it was the despotism of a king.

Since that time the French have the despotism of the people.

Is it less obnoxious?
We dined at Fontainebleau, a name derived from Fontaine-belle-eau; and when we were only two leagues from Paris we saw a berlin advancing towards us.

As it came near the diligence, my friend Baletti called out to the postillions to stop.