The King of Prussia told me he would be gentler with the Mother; would restore the Son if they absolutely wished it; but that he hoped the young Prince would of himself like better to stay where he was."...--"I trust your Lordship will allow me to draw for those 300 ducats, for a new carriage.

I have spent all I had, running about these four months.

I leave this for Brunswick and homewards, on the evening of the 12th." [Voltaire, lxxiii.

105-109.]...
And so the curtain drops on the Baireuth Journey, on the Berlin Visit; and indeed, if that were anything, on Voltaire's Diplomatic career altogether.

The insignificant Accidents, the dull Powers that be, say No.