He came out and took his seat in solitary state in the chariot.

Some eight or ten of the class on horseback accompanied him as outriders.

They drove into Boston to the front door of the Tremont House in great state.
It was just at the time the Governor-General of Canada, I think Lord Elgin, was expected in Boston on a great occasion in the history of the city.

The waiters and landlord at the Tremont House thought the English nobleman had arrived and hurried down the steps to open the door and meet him.

But he got out of his carriage with his carpet-bag in his hand and disappeared in a humble fashion round the corner.