Jon Snow embarks on a new mission. I don't know why, but I was expecting you this afternoon. They would sit around, filling their coflee-saucers with cigar-ash, disputing as to which was the better orator, Castelar or Canovas, and, in case of a war between France and Germany, which of the two would win — Idle subjects that always provoked disagreements and led to quarrels. Comics got us through WW2. Even this finishes on a high, all this build up with little pay off certainly won't make me want to come back and re-read this.
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