She meant, of course, that it was to go to the Liverpool steamer, and the man who was to come for it was the driver of the carriage that Mr. George had engaged. She knew nothing about any other trunk, as the room which Lottie's uncle occupied was attended by another chambermaid. Mary, having deposited the trunk in its place, returned up stairs, to assist in getting Rollo and Jane ready. A moment afterward the express man, whom Lottie's uncle had sent for _his_ trunk, rang the door bell. The waiter opened the door. "I came for a trunk," said the man, "to take to the steamer." "Yes," said the waiter. "Here it is, all ready. They have just brought it down." So the express man took up the trunk, and carrying it out, put it on his wagon; then, mounting on his seat, he drove away. Five minutes afterward, the carriage which Mr. George had engaged arrived at the door. Mr. George and the children came down the stairs. Mr. George, as soon as he reached the lower hall, inquired,-- "Where is the trunk?" "The man has taken it, sir," said he. "Ah, he has, has he? That is all right." So Mr. George and the children got into the carriage, the driver holding the door open for them as they did so. As the driver was about to shut the door, Mr. George said,-- "Steamer Pacific, foot of Canal Street." The driver, taking this for his direction, mounted his box, and drove rapidly away. When the party arrived at the gates which led to the pier, they found a great concourse of people and a throng of carts and carriages blocking up the way. The great gate was open, and a stream of carriages containing passengers, and of carts and express wagons conveying baggage, was pouring in. Mr. George's carriage was admitted, at length, in its turn, and drove on until it came opposite the long stairway which led on board the ship. Here it stopped, and Mr. George and the children got out. "Where is the trunk?" said Mr. George, looking before and behind the carriage. "Why, where is the trunk? You have lost the trunk off of the carriage, driver, in coming down." "No, sir," said the driver; "there was no trunk." "There certainly was," said Mr. George; "and they told me that you had put it on." "No, sir," said the driver. "This is the first time I have heard any thing about any trunk." Mr. George was now quite seriously alarmed. He looked about this way and that, and did not seem to know what to do. In the mean time the line of carriages from behind pressed on, and the drivers of them began to call out to clear the way. Mr. George found himself compelled to decide upon something very promptly. "Drive over to the other side of the pier," said he, "and wait there till I come." Then, taking the two children by the hand, he began to lead them up the long plank by which the people were going on board.