"Oh, you do not need to tell me! I knew that they could belong only to
you. They are just as Letta, our chambermaid, found them. Our people are
honest."

"Where is she? and where is Peter? We wish to give them something."

"Peter, Letta, come! You are wanted," called the landlord, and they came
and stood waiting to hear the reason for being summoned.

Each of the boys in the meantime had his purse in his hand, and they
were holding a hurried and whispered conversation which ended by them
taking twenty cents from each purse, ten for Letta and ten for Peter,
who received it with smiling faces. The travelers felt that they had
done the right thing, their self-respect was restored, and they were
about to start again upon their travels when a new thought came to
Fritz.

"At what time do you have dinner here, Mr. Swan?" he asked.

Again the landlord could not control his laughter, as he replied, "It
will be ready in half an hour."

"Suppose we stay," said Fritz, turning to his companions. "I am terribly
hungry."

"So am I," echoed Paul.

"So am I," agreed Franz.