I think she's from Warsaw." "Well, I'll say good-bye here.

If you've nothing on for to-morrow we'll visit the Castle grounds and--ahem!--take a look about the place.

Come to the hotel early.

I'm going over to the gun-shop.

So long!" As he crossed the square, his mind full of the beautiful women he had seen, he was saying to himself in a wild strain of exhilaration: "I'll bet my head that girl isn't the nobody she's setting herself up to be.