2« HARK FORRARD! 



morning, wasn't it? I remember wondering 

 whether you would be a fellow-passenger.' 



Now, there was not the slightest reason for 

 it, but poor Acton felt himself getting hot all 

 over, and blushing crimson, and the fact that 

 Reginald's eyes were fixed on him, and as far 

 as eyes could were roaring with laughter, did 

 not by any means conduce to his comfort. 



What a wonderful thing travel is. It ought 

 to be the most important part of an English- 

 man's education. Naturally we Britons are all 

 inclined to look at every stranger as if we 

 thought they wanted to rob us. We ourselves 

 have travelled from London to Glasgow in the 

 same carriage with a man, and not one syllable 

 has been interchanged between us daring the 

 whole journey. If either of us had hazarded a 

 remark, the ice would have been broken, and it 

 is long odds that ere we reached our journey's 

 end we should have found that we had scores 

 of mutual friends, had ridden over the same 

 fences, and shot over the same ground, but we 

 did not break the ice. 'Et(^o^ we might as well 



