the Babylon Hotel is the one for us while we are in London. Nobody will
suspect that any of the people at that hotel are retired servants."

[Illustration: "Boy, go order me a four-in-hand"]

This hit Jone hard, as I knew it would, and he jumped up, made three
steps across the room, and rang the bell so that the people across the
street must have heard it, and up came the boy in green jacket and
buttons, with about every other button missing, and I never knew him to
come up so quick before.

"Boy," said Jone to him, as if he was hollering to a stubborn ox, "go
order me a four-in-hand."

But this letter is so long I must stop for the present.




_Letter Number Two_


LONDON

When Jone gave the remarkable order mentioned in my last letter I did
not correct him, for I wouldn't do that before servants without giving
him a chance to do it himself; but before either of us could say
another word the boy was gone.

"Mercy on us," I said, "what a stupid blunder! You meant four-wheeler."