“Charles, we shall lose the train,” said the affrighted wife. “What the mischief does it all mean?” demanded the husband. “Did Madame go into the gentleman’s room?” asked the clerk. Then there was an awful silence, and all eyes were fixed upon the lady. “What does it all mean?” demanded the husband. “Did you go into anybody’s room?” “I did,” said Mrs. Brown with much dignity, looking round upon her enemies as a stag at bay will look upon the hounds which are attacking him. “Give me the handkerchief.” But the night-porter quickly put it behind his back. “Charles, we cannot allow ourselves to be delayed. You shall write a letter to the keeper of the hotel, explaining it all.” Then she essayed to swim out, through the front door, into the courtyard in which the vehicle was waiting for them. But three or four men and women interposed themselves, and even her husband did not seem quite ready to continue his journey. “To-night is Christmas Eve,” said Mrs. Brown, “and we shall not be at Thompson Hall! Think of my sister!” “Why did you go into the man’s bedroom, my dear?” whispered Mr. Brown in English. But the porter heard the whisper, and understood the language;--the porter who had not been “tipped.” “Ye’es;--vy?” asked the porter. “It was a mistake, Charles; there is not a moment to lose. I can explain it all to you in the carriage.” Then the clerk suggested that Madame had better postpone her journey a little. The gentleman upstairs had certainly been very badly treated, and had demanded to know why so great an outrage had been perpetrated. The clerk said that he did not wish to send for the police--here Mrs. Brown gasped terribly and threw herself on her husband’s shoulder,--but he did not think he could allow the party to go till the gentleman upstairs had received some satisfaction. It had now become clearly impossible that the journey could be made by the early train. Even Mrs. Brown gave it up herself, and demanded of her husband that she should be taken back to her own bedroom. “But what is to be said to the gentleman?” asked the porter.