“Do you speak English?” she asked, as she looked at him coldly.
“Yes, madame.”
“Which is the largest and best hotel in Milan, near the station?”
The driver pointed to a large hotel just across the road, scarcely a stone’s throw from the station itself.
“The Palace Hotel, madame,” he said respectfully.
“Where is its omnibus?”
“There, madame,” and he pointed to a well-appointed vehicle standing near.
“Get in, Flo,” said Patty, briefly. “Thank you,” she added, turning to bestow a coin on the man.
“To the hotel,” she then directed, as she got into the omnibus, and seated herself beside Flo.