"Come this way." He crossed the hall, and entered a small, plainly furnished room, containing a table piled with papers, some of which were dusty and worn-looking.

Carroll instantly conceived the idea that these were Dr.West's property.

He took his letter quietly from his pocket; and, when the attention of the others was diverted, laid it on the table, with the remark, in an undertone, audible only to Prince, "From Mrs.Saltonstall." Aladdin had that sublime audacity which so often fills the place of tact.

Casting a rapid glance at Carroll, he cried, "Hallo!" and, wheeling suddenly round on his following guests, with a bewildering extravagance of playful brusqueness, actually bundled them from the room.

"The incantation is on!" he cried, waving his arms in the air; "the genie is at work.