Meanwhile the merchant sat leaning against the canvas covering, and taking, apparently, no interest in what was going on.

Anton now rapidly told him the decision arrived at.
"We must bear it," said the principal, rising slowly and with difficulty.

"Ask the landlord for our bill." "We will pay the landlord," said the soldier in command, roughly pushing the functionary aside.

"Think of yourself," added he, kindly catching hold of the wounded man's arm to support him.
"Pay for us and for the horses," repeated Mr.Schroeter to Anton; "we can not remain in these people's debt." Anton accordingly took out his pocket-book, called the drivers together, and, in their presence, made over a banknote to the landlord, saying to him, "I now pay you this sum provisionally, until you shall have made out your account.

You men are witnesses." The drivers respectfully bowed, and hurried back to their wagons.
The procession now set forth.