To-morrow I shall take ze train back to London.

Himmel! Vy vas I fool enof to act soch dishonorable lies! I deceive all these kind peoples!" "It isn't that which worries me," said Bunker imperturbably.

"I am only afraid that if you display this spirit you won't deceive them." "I do not vish to," said the Baron sulkily.
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.