CHAPTER XIX.
SEEING SIGHTS.
The next day's journey was uninteresting and slow. Mrs. Copley grew tired; and even dinner and rest at a good hotel failed to restore her spirits.
"How many more days will it be before we get to Dresden?" she desired to know.
"Keep up your courage, Mrs. Copley," said Lawrence. "Remember the Green vaults! We have some work before us yet to get there."
"We shall not get there to-morrow?"
"We shall hardly do more than reach Cassel to-morrow."
"I don't know anything about Cassel. Will it be nothing but sand all the way, like to-day? We have left everything pretty behind us in Holland."
"I think the way will mend a little," Lawrence allowed.
"What place is next to Cassel?"