ein Gott； I most get to bed。 I toss ze caber to…morrow。〃
And upon the arm of his faithful ally he moved cautiously towards his bedroom。
But if he had enjoyed his evening well； his pleasure was nothing to the gratification of his hosts。 They could not bring themselves to break up their party for the night： there were so many delightful reminiscences to discuss。
〃Of all the evenings ever I spent；〃 declared Mr。 Gallosh； 〃this fair takes the cake。 Just to think of that aristocratic young fellow being as companionable… like！ When first I put eyes on him； I said to myself 'You're not for the likes of us。 All lords and ladies is your kind。 Never a word did he say in the boat till he heard the pipes play； and then I really thought he was frightened！ It must just have been a kind of home…sickness or something。〃
〃It'll have been the tuning up that set his teeth on edge；〃 Mrs。 Gallosh suggested practically。
〃Or perhaps his heart was stirred with thoughts of the past！〃 said Miss Gallosh； her eyes brightening。
In any case； all were agreed that the development of his hereditary instincts had been extraordinarily rapid。
〃I never really properly talked with a lord before；〃 sighed Mrs。 Rentoul； 〃I hope they're all like this one。〃
Mrs。 Gallosh； on the other hand； who boasted of having had one tete…a…tete and joined in several general conversations with the peerage； appraised Lord Tulliwuddle with greater discrimination。
〃Ah； he's got a soupcon！〃 she declared。 〃That's what I admire！〃
〃Do you mean his German accent？〃 asked Mr。 Cromarty…Gow； who was renowned for a cynical wit； and had been seeking an occasion to air it ever since Lord Tulliwuddle had made Miss Gallosh promise to dance a reel with him。
But the feeling of the party was so strongly against a breath of irreverent criticism； and their protest so emphatic； that he presently strolled off to the smoking… room； wishing that Miss Gallosh； at least； would exercise more critical discrimination。
〃Do you think would they like breakfast in their own room； Duncan？〃 asked Mrs。 Gallosh。
〃Offer it themoffer it them； they can but refuse； and it's a kind of compliment to give them the opportunity。〃
〃His lordship will not be wanting to rise early；〃 said Mr。 Rentoul。 〃Did you notice what an amount he could drink； Duncan？ Man； and he carried it fine！ But he'll be the better of a sleep…in in the morning； him coming from a journey too。〃
Mr。 Rentoul was a recognized authority on such questions； having； before the days of his affluence； travelled for a notable firm of distillers。 His praise of Lord Tulliwuddle's capacity was loudly echoed by Mr。 Gallosh； and even the ladies could not but indulgently agree that he had exhibited a strength of head worthy of his race。
〃And yet he was a wee thing touched too；〃 said Mr。 Rentoul sagely。 〃Maybe you were too far gone yourself； Duncan； to notice it； and the ladies would just think it was gallantry； but I saw it in his voice and his legsoh； just a wee thingie； nothing to speak of。〃
〃Surely you are mistaken！〃 cried Miss Gallosh。 〃Wasn't it only excitement at finding himself at Hechnahoul？〃
〃There's two kinds of excitement；〃 answered the oracle。 〃And this was the kind I'm best acquaint with。 Oh； but it was just a wee bittie。〃
〃And who thinks the worse of him for it？〃 cried Mr。 Gallosh。
This question was answered by general acclamation in a manner and with a spirit that proved how deeply his lordship's gracious behavior had laid hold of all hearts。
CHAPTER XI
Breakfast in the private parlor was laid for two； but it was only Count Bunker； arrayed in a becoming suit of knickerbockers； and looking as fresh as if he had feasted last night on aerated water； who sat down to consume it。
〃Who would be his ordinary everyday self when there are fifty more amusing parts to play；〃 he reflected gaily； as he sipped his coffee。 〃Blitzenberg and Essington were two conventional members of society； ageing ingloriously； tamely approaching five… and…thirty in bath…chairs。 Tulliwuddle and Bunker are paladins of romance！ We thought we had grown upthank Heaven； we were deceived！〃
Having breakfasted and lit a cigarette； he essayed for the second time to arouse the Baron； but getting nothing but the most somnolent responses； he set out for a stroll； visiting the gardens； stables； kennels； and keeper's house； and even inspecting a likely pool or two upon the river； and making in the course of it several useful acquaintances among the Tulliwuddle retainers。
When he returned he found the Baron stirring a cup of strong tea and staring at an ancestral portrait with a thoughtful frown。
〃They are preparing the caber； Baron；〃 he remarked genially。
〃Stoff and nonsense； I vill not fling her！〃 was the wholly unexpected reply。 〃I do not love to play ze fool alvays！〃
〃My dear Baron！〃
〃Zat picture；〃 said the Baron； nodding his head solemnly towards the portrait。 〃It is like ze Lord Tollyvoddle in ze print at ze hotel。 I do believe he is ze same。〃
〃But I explained that he wasn't Tulliwuddle。〃
〃He is so like；〃 repeated the Baron moodily。 〃He most be ze same。〃
Bunker looked at it and shook his head。
〃A different man； I assure you。〃
〃Oh； ze devil！〃 replied the Baron。
〃What's the matter？〃
〃I haff a head zat tvists and turns like my head never did since many years。〃
The Count had already surmised as much。
〃Hang it out of the window；〃 he suggested。
The Baron made no reply for some minutes。 Then with an earnest air he began
〃Bonker； I have somezing to say to you。〃
〃You have the most sympathetic audience outside the clan。〃
The Count's cheerful tone did not seem to please his friend。
〃Your heart； he is too light； Bonker； ja； too light。 Last night you did engourage me not to be seemly。〃
〃I！〃
〃I did get almost dronk。 If my head vas not so hard I should be dronk。 Das ist not right。 If I am to be ze Tollyvoddle； it most be as I vould be Von Blitzenberg。 I most not forget zat I am not as ozzer men。 I am noble； and most be so accordingly。〃
〃What steps do you propose to take？〃 inquired Bunker with perfect gravity。
The Baron stared at the picture。
〃Last night I had a dream。 It vas zat manat least； probably it vas； for I cannot remember eggsactly。 He did pursue me mit a kilt。〃
〃With what did you defend yourself？〃
〃I know not： I jost remember zat it should be a warning。 Ve Blitzenbergs have ze gift to dream。〃
The Baron rose from the table and lit a cigar。 After three puffs he threw it from him。
〃I cannot smoke；〃 he said dismally。 〃It has a onpleasant taste。〃
The Count assumed a seriously thoughtful air。
〃No doubt you will wish to see Miss Maddison as soon as possible and get it over；〃 he began。 〃I have just learned that their place is about seven miles away。 We could borrow a trap this afternoon〃
〃Nein； nein！〃 interrupted the Baron。 〃Donnerwetter！ Ach； no； it most not be so soon。 I most practise a leetle first。 Not so immediately； Bonker。〃
Bunker looked at him with a glance of unfathomable calm。
〃I find that it will be necessary for you to observe one or two ancient ceremonies； associated from time immemorial with the accession of a Tulliwuddle。 You are prepared for the ordeal？〃
〃I most do my duty； Bonker。〃
〃This suggests some more inspiring vision than the gentleman in the gold frame；〃 thought the Count acutely。
Aloud he remarked
〃You have high ideals； Baron。〃
〃I hope so。〃
Again the Baron was the unconscious object of a humorous； perspicacious scrutiny。
〃Last night I did hear zat moch was to be expected from me；〃 he observed at length。
〃From Mrs。 Gallosh？〃
〃I do not zink it vas from Mrs。 Gallosh。〃
Count Bunker smiled。
〃You inflamed all hearts last night；〃 said he。
The Baron looked grave。
〃I did drink too moch last night。 But I did not say vat I should not； eh？ I vas not rude or gross to Mistair Gallosh？〃
〃Not to Mr。 Gallosh。〃
The Baron looked a trifle perturbed at the gravity of his tone。
〃I vas not too free； too undignified in presence of zat innocent and charming ladyMiss Gallosh？〃
The air of scrutiny passed from Count Bunker's face； and a droll smile came instead。
〃Baron； I understand your ideals and I appreciate your motives。 As you suggest； you had better rehearse your part quietly for a few days。 Miss Maddison will find you the more perfect suitor。〃
The Baron looked as though he knew not whether to feel satisfied or not。
〃By the way；〃 said the Count in a moment； 〃have you written to the Baroness yet？ Pardon me for reminding you； but you must remember that your letters will have to go out to Russia and back。〃
The Baron started。
〃Teufel！〃 he exclaimed。 〃I most indeed write。〃
〃The post goes at twelve。〃
The Baron reflected gloomily； and then slowly moved to the writing…table and toyed with his pen。 A few minutes passed； and then in a fretful voice he asked
〃Vat shall I say？〃
〃Tell her about your journey across Europehow the crops look in Russiawhat you think of St。 Petersburg that sort of thing。〃
A silent quarter of an hour went by； and then the Baron burst out
〃Ach； I cannot write to…day！ I cannot invent like you。 Ze cropsI have got zatand zat I arrived safe and zat Petersburg is nice。 Vat else？〃
〃Anything you can remember from text…books on Muscovy or illustrated interviews with the Czar。 Just a word or two； don't you know； to show you've been there； with a few comments of your own。〃
〃Vat like comments？〃
〃Such as'Somewhat annoyed with bombs this afternoon；' or 'This caused me to reflect upon the disadvantages of an alcoholic marine'any little bit of philosophy that occurs to you。〃
The Baron pondered。
〃It is a pity zat I have not been in Rossia；〃 he observed。
〃On the other hand； it is a blessing your wife hasn't。 Look at the bright side of things； my dear fellow。〃
For a short time； from the way in which the Baron took hasty notes in pencil and elaborated them in ink （according to the system of Professor Virchausen）； it appeared that he was following his friend's directions。 Later； from a sentimental look in his eye； the Count surmised that he was composing an amorous addendum； and at last he laid down his pen w