As these several coaches and carriages drove up to the door, the hostlers and drivers put on the baggage and bound it down with great straps, and then handed in the passengers;--and thus the coaches, one after another, drove away.

The whole movement formed a very busy scene, and Marco, standing upon the piazza in front of the tavern, enjoyed it very much.
There was a very large elm-tree before the door, with steps to climb up, and seats among the branches.

Marco went up there and sat some time, looking down upon the coaches as they wheeled round the tree, in coming up to the door.

Then he went down to the piazza again.
[Illustration: THE GREAT ELM] There was a neatly-dressed young woman, with a little flower-pot in her hand, standing near him, waiting for her turn.

There was a small orange-tree in her flower-pot.