ew stamps which had been put upon them, and then said,
"Very well. Take a seat a little minute."

Rollo and Carlos sat down upon one of the benches to wait; but the
little minute proved to be nearly half an hour. They were not tired of
waiting, however, there was so much to amuse and interest them going on
in the room.

"I am going to watch and see what the foreigners do to get their
passports," said Rollo, in an undertone, to Carlos; "for we must do the
same."

In thus watching, Rollo observed that from time to time a name was
called by one of the clerks behind the desk, and then some of the
persons waiting on the seats would rise and go to the place. After
stopping there a few minutes, he would take his passport and carry it
into an inner room to another desk, where something was done to it. Then
he would bring it out to another place, where it was stamped once or
twice by a man who seemed to have nothing else to do but to stamp every
body's passport when they came out. By watching this process in the case
of the others, Rollo knew exactly what to do when _his_ name was called;
so that, in about half an hour from the time that he went into the
office, he had the satisfaction of coming out and getting into his
carriage with the passports all in order for the journey to Switzerland.

When he got home and showed them to Mr. George, his uncle looked them
over carefully; and, when he found that the stamp of the police was duly
affixed to them both,--knowing, as he did, that those would not be put
on till all the others were right,--he said,--

"Well, Rollo, you've done it, I declare. I did not think you were so
much of a man."

FOOTNOTES:

[Footnote 1: Carlos was a Spanish boy, who was residing at this time at
the same hotel with Mr. George. The manner in which Rollo became
acquainted with him is related in Rollo in Paris. Carlos did not
understand English, nor Rollo Spanish; but when they were together they
usually kept talking all the time, each in his own way.]

[Footnote 2: A courier is a travelling servant and guide.]

CHAPTER II.

CROSSING THE FRONTIER.

On the morning when Mr. George and Rollo were about setting out for
Switzerland, Rollo, having got every thing ready himself half an hour
before the time, took out his map of Europe and asked his uncle George
what route they were going to take. Mr. George was busy at that time
putting the last things into his trunk and making ready to lock it up