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It’s a devilish dull world when one can’t share a bottle—or a brace of them, for the matter of that.” “You know London?” asked the Baron. “I used to, and I daresay my memory will revive.” “I know it not, pairhaps you can inform. I haf gom, as I say, to-day.” “With pleasure,” said the stranger, readily. “In fact, if you are ever disengaged I may possibly be able to act as showman.”
“Not long vas ven I see ze Lady Hilton drive past mit ze ozzer Lady Hilton and vun old lady. I raise my hat—no bow from zem. ‘Pairhaps,’ I zink, ‘zey see me not.’ Zey stop by ze side to speak viz a gentleman. I gomed up and again I raise my hat and I say, ‘How do you do, Lady Hilton? I hope you are regovered from ze dance.’ Zat was gorrect, vas it not?”
"Very polite speech," I answer, peering through the garden's iron palings, "seeing that you have been with me these seven sad hours." "Ah, Señorita, it ees no use dthat I egsplain, you air zo fery heartless. I do not find myself possible to make you out. You haf pairhaps had too many tell you 'I loaf you' you care not any more.
“Zere are some nobles in town. In my paper I see Lord zis, Duke of zat, in London. Pairhaps my introdogtions might be here now.” This suggestion seemed to strike Mr Bunker unfavourably. “My company is beginning to pall, is it, Baron?” “Ach, no, dear Bonker! I vould merely go out jost vunce or tvice. Haf you no friends now in town?” An idea seemed to seize Mr Bunker.
“All, Bonker,—I vill not keep vun! I can get more. No, you most take zem all!” Mr Bunker opened his bag and put in the box without a word. “You most write,” said the Baron, “tell me vere you are. I shall not tell any soul, bot ven I can, I shall gom up, and ve shall sup togezzer vunce more. Pairhaps ve may haf anozzer adventure, ha, ha!” The Baron’s laugh was almost too hearty to be true.
“Zat I liked, yes, zat pairhaps for the moment attracted me; but not zat shall still attract me ven I am gone avay.” The Baron sighed this time, and she felt impelled to reply, with the most sisterly kindness, “I—we should, of course, like to think that you didn’t forget us altogether.” “You need not fear.”
“I think I shall go out for a little constitutional,” said Mr Bunker, when he had finished. “I suppose the hotel has a stronger attraction for you.” “Ach, yes, I shall remain,” his friend replied. “Pairhaps I may see zem.” “Take care then, Baron!” “I shall not propose till you return, Bonker!” “No,” said Mr Bunker to himself, “I don’t think you will.”
"On the contrary, it has so accustomed me to their friendship I would find life utterly unendurable without it." "I vill make you fery angry pairhaps, but I have deescovair you like me leedle more dthan a friend." "I suppose it is often flattering to a man's vanity to have a fancy like that," I say coolly, but I am conscious of a twinge; what if I do like him more than I want to think?
“Fair, viz blue eyes, short pairhaps but not too short, slender as a—a—drom-stick, and I vould say a maid; at least I see vun stout old lady mit her, mozzer and daughter I soppose.” “And did this piece of perfection seem to appreciate you?” “Vy should I know? Zey are ze real ladies and pairtend not to see me, bot I zink zey notice me all ze same. Not ‘lady vriends,’ Bonker, ha, ha, ha!”
"Supposing I were to call upon the Maddisons as your envoy?" suggested Bunker, who, to tell the truth, had already begun to tire of a life of luxurious inaction. "Pairhaps in a few days we might gonsider it." "We have been here for a week already." "Ven vould you call?" "To-morrow, for instance." The Baron frowned; but argument was difficult. "You only jost vill go to see?" "And report to you."
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