And here it is! Now we shall see--we shall see!" The car stopped.

The guard opened the door and Miss Vance and Lucy suddenly found themselves swept by Jean on to the platform, while the little train rumbled on down the valley.

Miss Vance cried out in dismay.
"Never mind.

There will be another train in a half hour," said Jean.
"Here is the Schloss," pointing to a pepper-box tower neatly whitewashed, which rose out of a huge mass of broken stone.

"And here, I suppose, is the capital of the kingdom over which the Wolfburghs now reign feudal lords ?" Clara found herself against her will looking curiously at the forge, the dirty shop, the tiny bier-halle, and a half a dozen huts, out of which swarmed a few old women and children.
"Where are the men of this village ?" Jean demanded of the station master, a stout old man with a pipe in his mouth.
"Gone to America, for the most part," he said, with a shrug.
Lucy came up hastily, an angry glitter in her soft eyes.