marked, drily. "That was a preliminary—no bother about that—all straight running. But now———"
He broke off abruptly, and left us; presently we saw him in close conversation with an official. Madrasia turned to me.
"Of course, you haven't the least idea where we're going," she suggested.
"If you mean, do I know exactly and precisely, no!" I answered. "If you mean, do I know to within fifty or a hundred miles, yes!"
"Well?" she demanded.
"I think we're going into one of the Midland counties," I said, resignedly. "There are several of them. I remember sufficient geography to repeat their names if you want to hear them."
"I don't!" she answered. "But I wish we were there, wherever it is. Where are we now? I mean, in relation to where we're going?"
"A long way off," I replied, consolingly. "That's what he means when he says we're about to travel. The fact is, we've so far been on a straight line; now, I suppose, we've got
