"`Very true, madam,' replied I. `I thank you for your narrative, and shall be most happy to be of any use to you. But I will detain you from your rest no longer, so wish you a very good night.'" "Well, colonel," said I, as he made a sudden stop, "what occurred after that?" "I took great care of her until we arrived in London, saw her safe to the hotel in Leicester Square, and then took my leave. Whether Liston replaced her nose, and she is now _flanee_-ing about Paris, as beautiful as before her accident; or, whether his skill was useless to her, and she is among the _Soeurs de Charite_, or in a convent, I cannot say: I have never seen or heard of her since." "Well, I know Liston, and I'll not forget to ask him about her the very first time that I meet him. Will you have another cigar?" "No, I thank you. I've finished my cigar, my bottle, and my story, and so now good night!" THE END.