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He himself had volunteered a large quantity of miscellaneous information: about Bavaria, its customs and its people, more especially the habits and history of the Blitzenberg family; about himself, his parentage and education; all about his family ghost, his official position as hereditary carpet-beater to the Bavarian Court, and many other things equally entertaining and instructive.
"And here is the station," added the Count. The Baron's face assumed a piteous expression. "Bonker," he stammered, "I I am afraid! You be ze Tollyvoddle I cannot do him!" "My dear Baron!" "Oh, I cannot!" "Be brave for the honor of the fatherland. Play the bold Blitzenberg!" "Ach, ja; but not bold Tollyvoddle. Zat picture you vere right it vas omen!"
Instantly Mr Bunker rose and greeted the new-comers. “Good evening, Lord Fabrigas; good evening, General. You have just come in time to be introduced to the Baron Rudolph von Blitzenberg, whom you doubtless know by reputation.” The Baron rose and bowed, and it struck him that elderly English gentlemen were singularly stiff and constrained in their manner.
"The results of my inquiries," he pronounced, "have been on the whole of a negative nature. If this mission on which the Baron von Blitzenberg professes to be employed is in fact of an unusually delicate nature, it is just conceivable that the answer I received from Prince Gommell-Kinchen, when I sounded him at the Khalifa's luncheon, may have been intended merely to throw dust in my eyes.
Vat you found in my pocket vas a mere joke, and ze cabman who called next day vas jost vat I told him to his ogly face a blackmail." "You gave him money to go away." "A Blitzenberg does not bargain mit cabmen," said the Baron loftily. His wife's spirits began to revive. There seemed to speak the owner of Fogelschloss, the haughty magnate of Bavaria.
The lady gave him a curious little glance that seemed to imply a mixture of doubt as to his motives with confidence in his abilities, and then with many thanks agreed to his suggestion. Mr Bunker took the ticket and rose at once. “That I may be sure you are in good company while I am away,” said he, “permit me to introduce my friend the Baron Rudolph von Blitzenberg.”
“I came up to town, and on my very first evening I had the good fortune to meet the Baron Rudolph von Blitzenberg—as perhaps you may remember. In my own defence, Baron, I may fairly plead that since I could remember nothing about my past career, I was entitled to supply the details from my imagination. After all, I have no proof that some of my stories may not have been correct.
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