Melina interrupted them with news, that, all things being now ready for the journey, they would set out to-morrow morning. He handed them a plan, arranging how they were to travel.
“If any good friend take me on his lap,” said Philina, “I shall be content, though we sit crammed together never so close and sorrily: ‘tis all one to me.”
“It does not signify,” observed Laertes, who now entered.
“It is pitiful,” said Wilhelm, hastening away. By the aid of money, he secured another very comfortable coach; though Melina had pretended that there were no more. A new distribution then took place; and our friends were rejoicing in the thought that they should now travel pleasantly, when intelligence arrived that a party of military volunteers had been seen upon the road, from whom little good cou
