your mother would
not know any thing about it at all. Perhaps the master of the hotel can
tell you. You had better _ask_ him, at any rate."

Here Mr. George pulled the string for the carriage to stop, as they had
arrived at the corner of the street where he was to get out. The
coachman drew up to the sidewalk and stopped. Mr. George opened the door
and stepped out upon the curbstone, and then said, as he shut the
door,--

"Well, good by, Rollo. I hope you will have good luck. But, whatever
happens, keep a quiet mind, and don't allow yourself to feel perplexed
or troubled. If you don't succeed in getting the passports ready to-day
we can attend to them to-morrow and then go the next day, which will
answer nearly as well."

Then, directing the coachman to drive to the hotel, Mr. George walked
rapidly away.

When Rollo reached the hotel he got the key of his uncle George's room,
at the porter's lodge, and went immediately up to see if the passports
were there. He found them, as his uncle had said, lying on the table.

"Now," said Rollo, "the first thing I'll do is to find Carlos and see if
he will go and help me get the passports stamped."[1]

So, taking the passports in his hand, he went along the corridor till he
came to the door leading to the apartments where Carlos lodged. There
was a bell hanging by the side of the door. Rollo pulled this cord, and
presently the courier came to the door.[2] Rollo inquired for Carlos,
and the courier said that he would go and get him. In the mean time the
courier asked Rollo to step in and take a seat. So Rollo went in. The
room that he entered was a small one, and was used as an antechamber to
the apartment; and it was very neatly and pleasantly furnished for such
a purpose. There were a sofa and several chairs, and maps and pictures
on the walls, and a table with writing materials on it in the centre.
Rollo sat down upon the sofa. In a few minutes Carlos came.

"Look here!" said Rollo, rising when Carlos came in. "See these
passports! We're going to get them stamped. Will you go with me? I have
got a carriage at the door."

Here Rollo made a sort of whirling motion with his hand, advancing it
forward at the same time as it rolled, to indicate the motion of a
wheel. This was to signify to Carlos that they were going in a carriage.

All that Carlos understood was, that Rollo was going somewhere, and that
he wished him, Carlos, to go too. He seemed very much pleased with his