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Gallosh, delighted with the honest pleasure and admiration of the merchant, and all the time becoming more satisfied with the demeanor and conversation of the chief. In fact, the only disappointment she felt was connected with the appearance of Miss Gallosh.
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.
Gallosh, divine Mees Gallosh, and all ze ladies and gentlemans, how sorry I vas I could not make my speech before, I cannot eggspress. I had a headache, and vas not vell vithin. Ach, soch zings vill happen in a new climate. Bot now I am inspired to tell you I loff you all! I zank you eggstremely! How can I return zis hospitality? I vill tell you! You must all go to Bavaria and stay mit "
For better or for worse, as the dinner advanced, he began to hear the Court accent more frequently, till his curiosity became extreme. "His lordship seems in better spirits," remarked Mr. Gallosh. "I hope to Heaven he may be!" was the fervent thought of Count Bunker. At that moment the point was settled.
What for should I be making inquiries about my guests? YOU never dropped a word of such a thing! Who'd have listened if I had? It was just Lord Tulliwuddle this and Lord Tulliwuddle that from morning to night since ever he came to the Castle." "Duncan's so simple-minded," groaned Mrs. Gallosh. "And what were you, I'd like to know? What were you?" retorted her justly incensed spouse.
He inquired for his friend, and was somewhat relieved to learn that though he had gone out on the loch with Miss Gallosh, they had been accompanied by her brothers and sisters. "We still have half an hour before dressing," he said. "I shall stroll down and meet them."
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.
But he speedily discovered that hurling an inflated hammer heavenwards was child's play as compared with the simultaneous negotiation of a double wooing. The first person to address him was the millionaire, and he could not but feel a shiver of apprehension to note that he was evidently in the midst of a conversation with Mr. Gallosh. "I must congratulate you, Lord Tulliwuddle," said Mr.
All these gifts having been adroitly transferred to the arms of the footmen by the ubiquitous Count, the Baron's emotions swiftly passed through another phase when the eldest Miss Gallosh, aged twenty, with burning eyes and the most distracting tresses, dropped him a sweeping courtesy and offered a final contribution a fiery cross, carved and painted by her own fair hands.
"A promise to a lady is a law," replied the Baron gallantly, adding in a lower tone, "especially to so fair a lady!" "It's a pity his lordship hadn't on his kilt," put in Mr. Gallosh genially. "By ze Gad, I vill put him on! Hoch! Ve vill have some fon!" The Baron rushed from the hall, followed in a moment by his noble friend. Bunker found him already wrapping many yards of tartan about his waist.
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