A topsy-turvy tale of European consequences, in which a puzzleheaded Czechoslovakian princess, 'Linus! How dare you!' Hermann retrieved the case and gently took her arm. 'Wally! Unhand me, you brute!' 'The door is this way, Princess.' a dogged revolutionist from the erstwhile DDR "Max, komm her!" flustered George. "Oh, what's gotten into him? He's never disobeyed me like this. Max!" and a non compos linguist from the celebrated Sorbonne "Good Lord," the rector hissed. "What a jackass. Josephine! Langouste's groveling in broad daylight with his hands out. Go down there on the double and kick the cur off the sidewalk." unwittingly heed the words of a Wise River Trout... 'Whither thou goest, the Way lieth in either Direction.'