"Perhaps you would be willing to leave five shillings with me," said the landlady; "that would be sufficient." Mr. George expressed himself entirely satisfied with this arrangement, and, giving the landlady five shillings, he went away, saying that he and Rollo would return in the course of a couple of hours with their luggage. He then went out into the street, called a cab from off the stand in front of Morley's Hotel, drove down the Strand to the city, through the city to London Bridge, and over the bridge to the railway station. The porter brought out his luggage and put it upon the top of the cab; and then Mr. George and Rollo got in, and the cabman drove them back again to the West End. The luggage was carried up to their rooms; and thus our two travellers found themselves regularly installed in their London lodgings. CHAPTER VI. BREAKFAST. "Now, Rollo," said Mr. George, "ring the bell, and we will see what Margaret can let us have for breakfast." It was Sunday morning, a day or two after Mr. George and Rollo arrived in London. Mr. George had been sitting at a small table at one of the windows, writing a letter, and Rollo had been sitting at the other window, amusing himself, sometimes by looking at the pictures in a book, and at others by watching the little scenes and incidents which were continually occurring at the doors of the houses on the opposite side of the court below. In obedience to his uncle's request, Rollo pulled one of the bellropes which hung by the side of the fire. A minute or two afterwards Margaret's gentle tap was heard at the door. "Come in," said Mr. George. Margaret opened the door and came in. "Well, Margaret," said Mr. George, "what can you let us have for breakfast this morning?" "You can have whatever you like," said Margaret. The English waiters and servant girls always say you can have whatever you like; but it does not always prove in the end that the promise can be realized. "Can you let us have a fried sole?" asked Mr. George. "Why, no, sir," said Margaret, "not Sunday morning. You see, sir, they don't bring round the soles Sunday morning." "Muffins, then," said Mr. George. "Nor muffins either," replied Margaret. "We can't get any muffins Sunday morning." "Well," said Mr. George, "what can you get us most conveniently?" "That's just as you like, sir," said Margaret. "You can have whatever you like." "Why, no," said Mr. George; "for you just said we could not have soles or muffins." "Well, sir," said Margaret, innocently, "that's because it is Sunday morning, and they don't bring round soles or muffins Sunday morning." Mr. George began to perceive by this time that his principles of logic and those of Margaret were so entirely different from each other that there was no possibility of bringing any discussion to a point; and he very wisely gave up the contest, telling Margaret that she might let them have a cup of coffee, and any thing else she pleased.