t came, or rather went, potato salad, rye bread, and
coffee--then Utrecht water flavored with orange, and, finally, slices of
dry gingerbread. This last delicacy was not on the regular bill of fare,
but Mynheer Kleef, driven to extremes, solemnly produced it from his
own private stores and gave only a placid blink when his voracious young
travelers started up, declaring they had eaten enough.

"I should think so!" he exclaimed internally, but his smooth face gave
no sign.

Softly rubbing his hands, he asked, "Will your worships have beds?"

"'Will your worships have beds?'" mocked Carl. "What do you mean? Do we
look sleepy?"

"Not at all, master. But I would cause them to be warmed and aired. None
sleep under damp sheets at the Red Lion."

"Ah, I understand. Shall we come back here to sleep, captain?"

Peter was accustomed to finer lodgings, but this was a frolic.

"Why not?" he replied. "We can fare excellently here."

"Your worship speaks only the truth," said mynheer with great deference.

"How fine to be called 'your worship,'" laughed Ludwig aside to Lambert,
while Peter replied, "Well, mine host, you may get the rooms ready by
nine."

"I have one beautiful chamber, with three beds, that will hold all of
your worships," said Mynheer Kleef coaxingly.

"That will do."

"Whew!" whistled Carl when they reached the street.

Ludwig startled. "What now?"

"Nothing, only Mynheer Kleef of the Red Lion little thinks how we shall
make things spin in that same room tonight. We'll set the bolsters
flying!"

"Order!" cried the captain. "Now, boys, I must seek this great Dr.
Boekman before I sleep. If he is in Leyden it will be no great task to
find him, for he always puts up at the Golden Eagle when he comes here.
I wonder that you did not all go to bed at once. Still, as you are
awake, what say you to walking with Ben up by the Museum or the
Stadhuis?"

"Agreed," said Ludwig and Lambert, but Jacob preferred to go with Peter.
In vain Ben tried to persuade him to remain at the inn and rest. He
declared that he never felt "petter," and wished of all things to take a
look at the city, for it was his first "stop mit Leyden."

"Oh, it will not harm him," said Lambert. "How long the day has
been--and what glorious sport we have had! It hardly seems possible that
we left Broek only this morning."

Jacob yawned.

"I have enjoyed it well," he said, "but it seems to me at least a week
since we started."

Carl la