I got out of the coach, gave a box I had into the ostler's charge, to be kept till I called for it; paid my fare; satisfied the coachman, and was going: the brightening day gleamed on the sign of the inn, and I read in gilt letters, "The Rochester Arms."
Je payai ma place, je donnai un pourboire au cocher, et je partis. Le soleil brillait sur l'enseigne de l'auberge, et je lus ces mots en lettres d'or: Aux Armes des Rochester.