"On the really interesting subjects your lips are always closed.

You are a marvel of discretion, you know, Baron--even to me." "That is perhaps because you hide your real personality under so many aliases." "I must think that over," she murmured.
"You," he continued, "are an aristocrat of the aristocrats.

I can quite conceive that you found your position in Russia incompatible with modern ideas.

The Russian aristocracy, if you will forgive my saying so, is in for a bad time which it has done its best to thoroughly deserve.

But in England your position is scarcely so comprehensible.