"Is it good news, or bad news?" asked Rollo.
"It is good for me," replied Mr. George, "but I rather think you will consider it bad for you."
"Tell me what it is," said Rollo, "and then I will tell you how I consider it."
So Mr. George informed Rollo that the news which he had received was, that there had been an arrival from America, and that the last night's post had brought the papers to town.
"And so," said Mr. George, "I am going to spend the morning at Piale's[6] library, reading the papers, and you will be left to entertain yourself."
"O, that's no matter," said Rollo. "I can get Charles Beekman to go with me. We can take care of ourselves very well."
"What will you do?" asked Mr. George.
"I want to go and see the Tarpeian Rock," said Rollo. "I read about that rock, and about Tarpeia, in a history in America, and I want to see how the rock looks."
"Do you know where it is?" asked Mr. George.
"No," said Rollo; "but I can find out."