ask him what we must
do, Dolly; and ask him to send us letters, or leave, or whatever we
must have. Write to-day, will you? and ask him to send it right away.
Of course there are ways to do things."

"May I make a suggestion?" said Lawrence. "If we are to go on to
Dresden, why should we return to Rotterdam? We might send back to the
hotel for our luggage, and meanwhile you can rest here. And then we can
go on to Utrecht early to-morrow; or this evening, if you like. It
would save time."

This plan met approval. Rupert volunteered to go back and bring Mrs.
Copley's belongings safely to Gonda.

"And while you are about it, bring mine too, my good fellow, will you?"
said St. Leger as Rupert was about to go. He spoke somewhat
superciliously. But the other answered with cool good humour,

"All right. I'll do that, on the understanding that you'll do as much
for me next time." And he went.

"Confound him!" said Lawrence; while Dolly smiled.

"Hush!" she said. "I am sure that is a fair bargain."

"Where did Mr. Copley pick up such a green hand?"

"Did you never see him at the office?"

"What office?"

"The Consul's office, in London. You have been there enough."

"Oh, ah--the Consul's office," said Lawrence. "True, if he was there I
must have seen him. But what do we want of him here?"

"He is useful to you just now," said Dolly.

But afterwards she took up the question again and, what Lawrence did
not dream of, included his name in it. Why was either of these young
men there? This time of waiting at the hotel gave Dolly a chance to
think; and while she sat at the window and watched the strange figures
and novel sights in the street, her mind began to go over more
questions than one. She felt in a sort lost without her father. Here
were she and her mother taking a journey through Europe in the care of
these two young men. What were they there for? Rupert certainly for her
pleasure and service, she knew; Lawrence, she was equally sure, for his
own. How should she manage them? for Lawrence must not be encouraged,
while at the same time he could not be sent away. At least, not yet.
Careful, and cool, and womanly, she must be; and that was not so very
difficult, for poor Dolly felt as if glad childish days were past for
her.

Another question was, how she should get the most good of her journey,
and how she could help Rupert, who, she could see, was on the watch to
improve himself. Dolly had a sympathy for him. S