I should like to go to Berlin.

Yes--Howard, _mon brave_, I will buy myself a commission." "With what ?" "Ah--mon Dieu!--that is true.

I have no money.

I am ruined.

I forgot that." And he waved a gay salutation of the whip to a passing friend.
"And then, also," he added, with a face suddenly lugubrious, "we have the terrible business of the Vicomte.