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Cameron-Campbell and her five daughters, from a neighboring dower-house upon the loch. It was fortunate that all these people were prepared to be impressed with Lord Tulliwuddle, whatever he should say or do; and further, that the unique position of such a famous hereditary magnate even led them to anticipate some marked deviation from the ordinary canons of conduct.
"See here, my good lady, that's going a little too far," said the millionaire not unkindly. "This friend of yours here first calls himself Lord Tulliwuddle, and then the Baron von something or other. Well, now, that's two of the aristocracy in this under-sized apartment already. There's hardly room for a third see? Can't you be plain Mrs. Smith for a change?" The Countess tottered.
It required half an hour of the Count's most artful blandishments to persuade him that duty, honor, and prudence all summoned him to the feast. This being accomplished, he next endeavored to convince him that he would feel more comfortable in the airy freedom of the Tulliwuddle tartan. But here the Baron was obdurate.
Darius P. Maddison and his coveted daughter could see a little of Lord Tulliwuddle meet him at lunch, talk to him afterwards, for instance and carry away a favorable impression of the nobleman, there would not be much difficulty in subsequently arranging a marriage?" "Oh, none," said Tulliwuddle. "They'd be only too keen, IF they approved of me; but that's the rub, you know." "So far so good.
The Baron, on his part, was evidently still suffering from his attack of stage fright; but again the Count's gifts smoothed the creases from the situation. "You have not introduced me to our host, Tulliwuddle," he said, with a gay, infectious confidence. "Ah, so! Zis is my friend Count Bunker gom all ze vay from Austria," responded the Baron, with no glimmer of his customary aplomb.
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.
Say nothing about it at present to any one.” In blank astonishment and some alarm Lord Tulliwuddle went up with him to the third floor, where the house was still and the sounds of revelry reached faintly. “What does this mean, sir?” he asked. “If I am right in my conjectures you will need no explanation from me, my Lord.”
"Miss Gallosh has been remarkably fortunate in her weather," said Eleanor, and therewith gave him an uninterrupted view of her sunshade. "Miss Maddison has seen you to great advantage, Lord Tulliwuddle," said Eva, affording him the next instant a similar prospect of silk. The unfortunate chief recoiled from this ungrateful reception of his kindness.
These irrelevant questions undoubtedly indicated a mind unhinged. "I was acquainted with the late Lord Tulliwuddle." "Oh, he is dead, then?" "Certainly." Alicia's face clouded for a moment, and then a ray of hope lit it again. "Is there a present Lord Tulliwuddle?" "I believe so. Why do you ask?" "I heard some one speak of him the other day."
The train had stopped, and as they were the only first-class passengers on board, a peculiarly magnificent footman already had his hand upon the door. Before turning the handle, he touched his hat. "Lord Tulliwuddle?" he respectfully inquired. "Ja zat is, yes, I am," replied the Baron.
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