You should have seen the natives sit up at the neat dive he made.
I hope the pater's not going to ask too much about the Louvre, because we scamped it.

The fact is, there was a little unpleasantness with one of the fellows, owing to Jim's cane happening to scratch one of the pictures by a chap named Rubens.

It was quite an accident, as we were only trying to spike a wasp on the frame, and Jim missed his shot.

The fellow there made a mule of himself, and lost his temper.

So we didn't see the fun of staying, and cut.
Montreux, Lake of Geneva, _August_ 10.
Couldn't finish this before we left Paris.