them. He
looked at his cousin with a buoyant air that she felt to be bitterly
unkind, all things considered, and exclaimed:

"You must hurry up, my dear; the cab will be at the door in five
minutes, and we don't want to miss that train, you know."

"I'm quite ready," she said helplessly.

"Is all this stuff going?" he asked, looking about; "you can't mean to
carry all this with us to Genoa, surely."

Rosina's eyes strayed here and there over the umbrella case, the two
dress-boxes, the carry-all, the toilet case, the two valises, the
dress-suit case, and the hat-box. She did not appear to consider the
total anything to be ashamed of.

"What's in those two boxes?" Jack continued.

"Clothes."

"Why didn't you put them in a trunk?"

"You told me to send all my trunks _frachtgut_ two weeks ago. I had to
keep out some to wear, naturally."

He drew a martyr's breath.

"You do beat all! I don't know how we're ever going to get all this
stuff along with us. There isn't anything more, is there, Ottillie?"

"_Oh, mais non, monsieur!_"

"All right. You better have them take all this down; the cab must be
there by this time."

Rosina stood up.

"I must say good-bye to Fraulein Helene and her mamma," she said sadly,
going to the door.

The good-bye was a trying one, and its tears were harshly interrupted by
a voice in the hall:

"Come on, Rosina, we're going to miss that train for a fact if you don't
hurry."

"Go, my dear child," said Frau G----; "do not weep so. Many think that
they are going forever, but they all always return."

Rosina choked, and went.

Jack rattled her down the stairs--those sob-provoking stairs--at a
tremendous rate, and when they went out of the _porte_ their eyes were
greeted by a cab that looked like a furniture van, so overloaded was its
capacity.

"George, but it's full!" Jack cried in dismay. "Well, there's no time to
get another; we must just pile in some way and let it go at that."

They piled in some way and it went at that.

"The train leaves at 7.20," Jack remarked as they passed the post-office
clock, "we shall just make it easy."

Rosina made no answer, and no one spoke again until they reached the
Karl Platz and the cabman slowed up and looked around inquiringly; for
some trains are reached from the front and some from the sides of the
main station at Munich, and the cabs suit their routes to the
circumstances from the Karl Platz on.

"Zurich!" Jack called out, "