Queen Charlotte, also in a chair, was dressed in lemon colored silk ornamented with brocaded flowers.

The two were smiling and bowing as they passed.

In a moment the procession entered a great gate.

Then there was a crack of whips and the traffic resumed its hurried pace.
"Hit's their Majesties, sir, goin' to a drawin'-room at Lord Rawdon's, sir," the driver explained as he drove on.
"Did you see the unnatural look in his gray eyes ?" said Jack, turning to Solomon.
"Ayes! Kind o' skeered like! 'Twere a han'some yoke o' men totin' him--well broke, too, I guess.

Pulled even an' nobody yellin' gee er haw er whoa hush." "You know it isn't proper for kings and queens to walk in public," Jack answered.
Again Solomon had on his shooting face.