-father and Uncle Gilbert and I. What do you think of
that? Father is well enough to travel, and he has prevailed upon his
brother to accompany us. In fact, I think that Uncle imagines we are two
invalids and need his care--I'm glad he does. I'm so busy packing, I
haven't time to write more. Will tell you all about it when I see you.
Meet us at St. Pancras station Thursday, at 6 p.m.

"With love from

"LUCY."

Elder Malby accompanied Chester to the station to meet his friends from
Ireland. The two brothers were fairly well acquainted with London, so
they had no trouble in finding a hotel in a quiet part of the city.
Lucy's father seemed himself again. He walked with a cane, which,
however, may have been his regular European custom. Lucy was uncommonly
well, declaring that the long journey had not tired her a bit.

Plans were discussed in the hotel that evening, and it was finally
decided to go to Paris by way of Rotterdam, Antwerp and Brussels. The
stages would have to be easy for the sake of the "two invalids," as
Uncle Gilbert put it, to which Chester heartily agreed.

Late the next morning, for the travelers needed the rest, Chester called
for them, and the party of four saw a little of London from the top of a
'bus. The weather continued fair, and as the summer was well advanced,
the air was warm. The sightseers had a simple luncheon at a small cafe
which Uncle Gilbert knew near the British Museum, and then they
continued their rambles until the close of the afternoon, when Chester
put them down at the "Mormon" mission headquarters.

Elder Malby received them warmly, provided easy seats for Lucy and her
father, and took hats and wraps under protestations that they were not
going to stay. A number of missionaries came in and they were
introduced. Lucy beamed with delight, her father unreservedly told the
young men they were from America,--and western America at that; but
Uncle Gilbert was not quite at his ease among the new company. He knew,
of course, that these people were "Mormons," and his knowledge of
"Mormons" and their ways, although somewhat vague, was not reassuring.

When the good-natured English housekeeper announced that supper was
ready, it seemed impossible to do otherwise than to follow her and Elder
Malby down to the large basement room. In fact, Lucy, without any ifs or
ands took her father's arm and led him along. Uncle Gilbert thought he
had never seen her in such a bold frame of mind.

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