"We can go by water," said Mr. George, "on the river, or we can take a cab."
"Or we can go in an omnibus," said Rollo. "Yes, uncle George," he added eagerly, "let us go on the top of an omnibus."
Mr. George was at first a little disinclined to adopt this plan; but Rollo seemed very earnest about it, and finally he consented.
"We can get up very easily," said he; "and when we are up there we can see every thing."
"I am not concerned about our getting up," said Mr. George. "The difficulty is in getting down."
However, Mr. George finally consented to Rollo's proposal; and so, going out into the Strand, they both mounted on the top of an omnibus, and in this way they rode down the Strand and through the heart of London. They were obliged to proceed slowly, so great was the throng of carts, wagons, drays, cabs, coaches, and carriages that encumbered the streets. In about an
hour, however, they were set down a little beyond the Tower.
"Now," said Mr. George, "the question is, whether I can find the way to the dock gates."
"Have you got a ticket?" asked Rollo.
"No," said Mr. George; "I presume a ticket is not necessary."