"You are quite mistaken," said Mr. Punch. "Hit's 3013101." "That's exactly what I said," said Toby. "Excuse me," said the Old Codger with the Wooden Leg, "it seems to me that it is--er--3101301." "My recollection is," said the Churchwarden, "that it is 3031010." "I am sorry to differ," said the Sly Old Codger, "but I am perfectly sure it is 3013010." "Why don't you look at the paper?" said Aunt Amanda, in an exasperated tone. Everyone looked at everyone else to produce the paper, but no one produced it. "I regret to confess it," said the Third Vice-President, placidly, "but I have a distinct recollection of having left it on the table at Low Dudgeon. Never mind, it is perfectly safe." "Well!" said Aunt Amanda. "Isn't that a perfect shame! Whatever are we going to do? And where's the map? Freddie, have you got the map?" Freddie looked in all his pockets. "No'm," said he. "It isn't here." "I recall distinctly," said the Third Vice-President, without any sign of worry, "that the map was left on the table at Low Dudgeon with the other paper." "Merciful fathers!" exclaimed Aunt Amanda. "And you've left the map behind too! I never yet see a man that had a head on him worth a--Now listen to me; is there anyone that remembers the words the paper said we had to say to the----" "Ah! madam," said the Third Vice-President. "There I can be of assistance, I fancy. The words are derived from the Persian, and I am accordingly familiar with them. 'Shagli Jamshid Shahriman.' Am I right, gentlemen?" The Daft Committee nodded their heads in assent. "Then I see no reason," said the Third Vice-President, "why we should not proceed." "Come on then," said Toby. "I'll get down and pace off the six hundred steps, and see where we come to." The party moved slowly through the crowd, along the booths, while Toby walked beside them, carefully counting his steps. "Five hundred and eighty," said he. "Five hundred and ninety. Ninety-five. Six hundred"; and stopped. The procession stopped also, and all of the riders got down from their mules. Many of the passers-by gazed curiously at them, and some paused for a moment before going on; but no one seemed to take more than a passing interest. One of the Committee led the mules to the open side of the street, where they would be out of the way, and stood guard over them. The others joined Toby in front of the booth at which he was now standing.