"It has a onpleasant taste." The Count assumed a seriously thoughtful air.
"No doubt you will wish to see Miss Maddison as soon as possible and get it over," he began.

"I have just learned that their place is about seven miles away.

We could borrow a trap this afternoon----" "Nein, nein!" interrupted the Baron.

"Donnerwetter! Ach, no, it most not be so soon.

I most practise a leetle first.