M. Cayzac waved his arms ardently. "Bon voyage, Madame, Mademoiselle et Monsieur, et merci mille fois, Monsieur Tankaire!" he cried in conclusion. "Au plaisir, Monsieur Tankaire!"
And Tinker, leaning from the window of the landaulet, and waving his soft hat, shouted cordially in return, "Alley vooze on! We, we! Mon Doo! Mellican man say velly much oblige'! Goo'by!"
The expedition passed out of sight round a turn in the garden driveway, tooted its small brass horns at the gates, then was forth upon the adventure; and the hotel employés returned gayly to work, affluent even beyond expectation. Ten minutes later, General Sir William Broadfeather, with one of the middle-aged ladies and the long-nosed girl, got into a small touring car; a porter and the concierge seeing them off; and to each of these Sir William gave a silver coin, but not until the engine was in full agitation.
Ogle, returning into his room pained by the contrast—for again it was the Americans who had made spectacles of themselves—found the gossiping femme de chambre engaged in making his bed. "Good-morning, gentleman," she said; and, with a bright glance at him she added: "Las' night I have seen
