"Will you please to visa this for Versailles?" Ralph said, in German.
The officer took it, glanced at it, and at them.
"The last visa I see was at Meaux, a fortnight since."
"We have been traveling on horseback, since," Ralph said; "and have had no occasion to have it visaed, as it has always passed us without trouble. As we are now going to Versailles, with a wagon, we thought it better to have the pass visaed here."
"Where have you come from, now?"
"From Fontainebleau," Ralph said. "We have been down to Pithiviers, and I sent off four wagon loads of things from there, for the frontier."
"Your best way is through Corbeil, and Longjumeau," the officer said, handing back the paper.
"Thank you, sir," Ralph replied, "that is the way we are intending to go."
In the evening, the Maire himself came in to look at the horses; and told them that he had obtained a good light-covered wagon, with springs, which had been used for the removal of furniture. The price was a thousand francs.
"If you like," he said, "to come round with me now; my servant shall take the horses round there, put them in, and bring the wagon here; and he can then take your horses back with him to my stables.