scroll-work gateways, which look ghostly in the moonlight_.

_Culch._ (_looking out of the felze window, and quoting
conscientiously_).

"I saw from out the wave her structures rise,
As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand.";

_Podb._ For rest, see guide-books, _passim_, eh? Hanged if _I_ can
see; any structures with this thing on, though! Let's have it off,
eh? (_He crawls out and addresses Gondolier across the top._) _Hi!
Otez-moi ceci, entendez-vous?_ (_Drums on roof of felze with fists;
the Gondolier replies in a torrent of Italian._) Now a London cabby
would see what I wanted at once. This chap's a fool!

[Illustration: "Hi! Otez-moi ceci!"]

_Culch._ He probably imagines you are merely expressing your
satisfaction with Venice. And I don't see how you expect him to remove
the entire cabin here! (_PODBURY crawls in again, knocking his head._)
I think we did well to let the--the others travel on first. More
_dignified_, you know!

_Podb._ Um--don't see any particular dignity in missing the train,
myself!

_Culch._ They won't know it was not intentional. And I think, PODBURY,
we should go on--er--asserting ourselves a little while by holding
rather aloof. It will show them that we don't mean to put up with--