everything was lavishly decorated, after the French fashion. All of
these compartments opened on to a corridor which ran along the side of
the car, and Patty soon discovered that thus she could visit her
neighbours in the other compartments.

Both Patty and Elise were greatly excited and interested in watching the
French landscapes, and trying to make out the names of the towns through
which they rapidly flew. But with the exception of some of the larger
towns they could not read the names, and so gave that up for the more
interesting occupation of watching the villages and hamlets as they
succeeded each other.

Bert Chester came in to visit them, and expressed a hope that he might
see them in Paris.

He was to remain there only a week, and then he was to join some of his
friends, some young Englishmen, and go for a short motor tour in
southern France.

Mr. Farrington said that he expected to take his party motoring along
the same route, but did not expect to go at present.

Young Chester was sorry that they could not go together, but said that
perhaps when Mr. Farrington was ready he and his friends would come over
again for another spin.

Bert Chester was a son of a wealthy English squire, and though
distinctly British in his ways, was broad-minded enough to like
Americans, and moreover was a young man of innate politeness and affable
manners. The elder Farringtons liked him extremely, and cordially