Well, the day is wearing away--I must go and harness Traveller to the cart." "I will do that," said I, "or anything else you may wish me.

Go and prepare yourself; I will see after Traveller and the cart." Belle departed to her tent, and I set about performing the task I had undertaken.

In about half-an-hour Belle again made her appearance--she was dressed neatly and plainly.

Her hair was no longer in the Roman fashion, in which Pakomovna had plaited it, but was secured by a comb; she held a bonnet in her hand.
"Is there anything else I can do for you ?" I demanded.

"There are two or three bundles by my tent, which you can put into the cart," said Belle.