"Ve shall have company--perhaps ladies! Ach, Bonker, I have ze soft spot in mine heart: I am so constant as ze needle to ze pole; but I do like sometimes to talk mit voman!" "With Mrs.Gallosh, for instance ?" "But, Bonker, zere may be a Miss Gallosh." "If you consulted the Baroness," said Bunker, smiling, "I suspect she would prefer you to be imprisoned in China." The Baron laughed, and curled his martial mustache with a dangerous air.
"Who is zis Gallosh ?" he inquired.
"Scottish, I judge from his name; commercial, from his literary style; elevated by his own exertions, from the size of his crest; and wealthy, from the fact that he rents Hechnahoul Castle.

His mention of Mrs.
Gallosh points to the fact that he is either married or would have us think so; and I should be inclined to conclude that he has probably begot a family." "Aha!" said the Baron.

"Ve vill gom and see, eh ?".