“And your collections, sir?” observed Conseil.
“We will think of them by and by.”
“What! the archiotherium, the hyracotherium, the oreodons, the cheropotamus, and the other skins?”
“They will keep them at the hotel.”
“And your live Babiroussa, sir?”
“They will feed it during our absence; besides, I will give orders to forward our menagerie to France.”
“We are not returning to Paris, then?” said Conseil.
“Oh! certainly,” I answered, evasively, “by making a curve.”
“Will the curve please you, sir?”
“Oh! it will be nothing; not quite so direct a road, that is all. We take our passage in the Abraham Lincoln.”