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"Suppose she had simply pots of money, but the fellow didn't know much more about her?" "I certainly shouldn't marry a girl I didn't know a good deal about," said the Baroness with conviction. Lord Tulliwuddle seemed impressed with this opinion. "That's just what I have begun to think," said he, and gazed down at his pumps with a meditative air.
Not only had its talented originator to impress the Tulliwuddle annals and statistics into his ally's eager mind, but he had to exercise the nicest tact and discernment lest the Baron's excess of zeal should trip their enterprise at the very outset.
"For my own satisfaction, Lord Tulliwuddle, and meaning to convey no aspersion whatsoever upon your character, I would venture to inquire what are your views upon some of the current topics. Take any one you like, sir, so long as it's good and solid, and let me hear what you have to say about it.
These were chiefly with regard to the precise limits up to which the duplicate Lord Tulliwuddle might advance his conquering arms. "You won't formally propose, will you?" said the first edition of that peer. "Certainly not, if you prefer to negotiate the surrender yourself," the later impression assured him. "And you mustn't well er " "I shall touch nothing."
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.
"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 up thank Heaven, we were deceived!"
With a gentle smile and a deprecatory gesture the Count answered, "I am convinced that Miss Maddison is all indeed, more than all your eloquence has painted. On the other hand, I trust that you will not be disappointed in my friend Tulliwuddle." Mr. Maddison crossed his legs and interlocked his fingers like a man about to air his views. This, in fact, was what he proceeded to do.
Lord Tulliwuddle bowed politely and took the empty chair; but it was evident that his attention could not concentrate itself upon sublunary matters till the shirt-front had been critically inspected and appreciatively praised by his host. Indeed, it was quite clear that Essington had not exaggerated his regard for himself.
The Baron shivered. For the first time he had been persuaded to wear the full panoply of a Highland chief, and though he had exhibited himself to the ladies with much pride, and even in the course of dinner had promised Eva Gallosh that he would never again don anything less romantic, he now began to think that a travelling-rug of the Tulliwuddle tartan would prove a useful addition to the outfit on the occasion of a midnight vigil.
"You seem to have been plucking flowers, Tulliwuddle," he observed. "Flowers? Oh, no." The Count glanced pointedly at his soiled knee. "Indeed!" said he. "Don't I see traces of a flower-bed?" "I think I should go in," murmured Eva, and she was gone before the Count had time to frame a compensating speech.
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