those more remote could look over the heads of those
that were nearer. Besides this, there were quite a number of chairs
under the trees, at the upper part of this ascent; and Rollo, perceiving
that several of them were vacant, sat down in one, and made a sign to
Carlos to sit down in another. They could now look at the monkeys, and
rest at the same time. Presently a woman came along and said to Rollo,
in French,--

"Please pay the chairs, sir."

Rollo recollected immediately that at all such places in Paris chairs
were kept to be let, those who used them paying two sous apiece for the
privilege. So he took out four sous and gave the woman.

"I did not think of there being any thing to pay for these chairs," said
he to Carlos. "But then, I don't care. It is worth four sous to get a
good rest, as tired as I am. I'm pretty hungry, too. I wish I had not
given all my gingerbread to the bears."

Carlos made no reply to this suggestion; though there is no doubt that
he would have readily assented to what Rollo said, if he had understood
it. The boys remained some time looking at the monkeys, and then
strolled away into other parts of the garden. Very soon they came to a
place where Rollo spied at some distance before him, under some immense
old trees in a sort of a valley, what he thought was a restaurant.

"See these monstrous big trees!" said Carlos; "and there are tables
under them."

The boys made all haste to the spot, and found to their great joy that
it was a restaurant. There was a plain but very picturesque-looking
house, antique and venerable; and before it, on a green, under the
spreading branches of some enormous old trees, a number of small tables,
with seats around them.

"Now, Carlos," said Rollo, "we will have some bread and butter and a
good cup of coffee."

[Illustration: THE RESTAURANT.]

So they sat down at one of the pleasantest tables, and very soon a
waiter came to see what they would have. Rollo called for coffee and
bread and butter for two. In a short time the waiter came, bringing two
great cups, which he filled half with coffee and half with boiled milk.
He brought also a supply of very nice butter, and a loaf of bread shaped
like a stick of wood. It was about as large round as Rollo's arm, and
twice as long. The waiter laid this bread across the table for Rollo and
Carlos to cut off as much from it as they might want. This is what they
call having "bread at discretion."

The boys enjo