They are in love, you know perfectly well." "I suppose they are," said the Duke, as if he did not understand that kind of thing.

"I think I will have some curacao and potass;" and he rang the bell.
"That's not half a bad idea," he said when he was refreshed.

"I begin to think you are not so idiotic as I supposed." "Waal," said Barker, suddenly affecting the accents of his native shore, "I _ain't_ much on the drivel _this_ journey _any_how." The Duke laughed; he always laughed at Americanisms.
"I guess _so_," said the Duke, trying ineffectually to mimic his friend.
Then he went on in his natural voice, "I have an idea." "Keep it," said Barker; "they are scarce." "No; seriously.

If we must leave them alone, why--why should we not go down and look at the yacht ?" "Not bad at all.

As you say, we might go round and see how she looks.
Where is she ?" "Nice." So the one went down and the other went round, but they went together, and saw the yacht, and ran over to Monte Carlo, and had a good taste of the dear old green-table, now that they could not have it in Baden any longer.