They went slowly along the platform to the train gate.
“They call Lindau the German Venice,” he said, as they waited to pass the gate, “but I don’t think that it looks very Venetian; do you?”
She choked, because Venice began with V, and felt herself quite unable to frame an answer to his question.
As every one but themselves seemed to have elected for the “Schiff,” they found an entire wagon empty and spread their luggage out well. Jack even went so far as to establish himself in solitary state in an adjoining compartment, to the end that he might consider the proposition of more sleep. Before the train was well under way the guard came through, and past experience led Rosina to call through the connecting door:
“Do ask him if we must change again.”
“Do we change again?” he asked.
“Wo fahren Sie hin?”
“Zurich.”
“You must change in Bregenz.”
“We must change in Bregenz,” Jack called out.