"He was the greatest card I ever saw in all my life."
"Who's that, Joe?" asked another.
"Why that cove as went by the six goods. He was wearing togs that did not belong to him, and if I don't mistake he had old Bill Adams's hat on."
"What did he do, Joe?"
"Do," said Joe, laughing. "He comes to the office in a fluster and says: 'First, Rome.' I says: 'There ain't no first Rome, Roma you mean.' 'You know what I want,' says he, and when he took his change I noticed his hands was snowy white: he had a ring on and I could hear the gold chinking in his pocket."
"What's his name?" asked the landlady.
"I don't know, but I'm going up to the 'Royal' to enquire about Bill's hat."
The girls had listened greedily to all this, and after breakfast they disguised themselves further by changing their wigs, in case they should meet the boys, and went on to the "Royal" to hear the name of the passenger to Roma.
"We'll follow by the 1.50," said Hil, when her enquiries were answered.