'Gasthof is the word!' cried Temple.

'Gasthof, zimmer, bett; that means inn, hot supper, and bed.

We'll ask.' We asked several of the men.

Those in motion shot a stare at us; the torchbearers pointed at the tent and at an unseen height, muttering 'Morgen.' Referring to Miss Goodwin's paper we discovered this to signify the unintelligible word morning, which was no answer at all; but the men, apparently deeming our conduct suspicious, gave us to understand by rather menacing gestures that we were not wanted there, so we passed into the dusk of the trees, angry at their incivility.

Had it been Summer we should have dropped and slept.