Not a word more.

[Rodenbeck, _Beitrage,_ i.

440, et seq.] The Peace, we said, was signed on Christmas-day.

Next day, Sunday, Friedrich attended Sermon in the Kreuzkirche (Protestant High-Church of Dresden), attended Opera withal; and on Monday morning had vanished out of Dresden, as all his people had done, or were diligently doing.
Tuesday, he dined briefly at Wusterhausen (a place we once knew well), with the Prince of Prussia, whose it now is; got into his open carriage again, with the said Prince and his other Brother Ferdinand; and drove swiftly homeward.

Berlin, drunk with joy, was all out on the streets, waiting.