If you wish it, I will take you with me.

I take it for granted that you are not prevented by any especial reason from entering our country." "Not that I am aware of," laughed Dumnoff.

"Do you know how I got to Germany?
A gentleman from our part of the country brought me with him as coachman.

One day the horses ran away in Baden-Baden, and he turned me out of the house." "That was very inconsiderate of him," observed the Count.
"It is true that both the horses were killed," said Dumnoff, thoughtfully.
"And the prince broke his arm, and the carriage was in good condition for firewood, and possibly I was a little gay--just a little--though I was so much upset by the accident that I could not remember exactly what happened before.

Still--" "Your conduct on that particular day seems to have left much to be desired," remarked the Count with some austerity.
"It has been my bad luck to be in a great many accidents," said the other.
"But that one was remarkable.