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MORE EXPLANATIONS 219 assume the titles and the consequence which they affected on the British soil. He was resolved, therefore, not to offer them so much even as a glass of wine, nor to give them any encouragement to renew their visit. ‘“You vare nice house here, milor,’’ said the Chevalier Gumbinnen, looking around the room. ‘ You sall be re- membering de bottles of wine we was used to drink togeder when we was such vare goot friends. Ah, mine goot lord, dat was at de hotel, but now you sall be having de wine in your own cellar, and all you sall have to do is just for to ring de bell, and up comes the champagne. It vare hot to-day, and me vare tirsty.”’ ‘““ Begar! it sall be vare hot,’”’ said the Chevalier Kadger, ‘and dat— how you call it? — de lonch which we sall have eaten was vare salt. We sall be vare dry. Yes, himmel! me be tirsty as de dayvil.”’ Not choosing to take any of these hints, Christian said, “T saw your friend Baron Raggidbak some time ago, in a condition — ”’ - “ Ah! dat Raggidbak vare great raskal,’’ ejaculated Gum- binnen; “‘ him great scamp, him big tief, him vare bad man indeed.” , ‘“Him damn bad!” added the Chevalier Kadger, em- phatically. | ‘“Him make way wid de splendid harness of his Royal Highness,”’ cried Frumpenhausen. ‘““T believe,” said Christian, very quietly addressing himself to the count, “that you had some little un- pleasant adventure at Buckingham Palace on the night of the supper, — or at least such was the rumour on the occa- sion.” “Tt all lies!’’ exclaimed Frumpenhausen, colouring tremendously. ‘‘ De peoples sall be vare scandalous at times about us great folks. De Inglis newspapers vare wicked, dey tell de great lies. If dey was in our faderland, dey go to gaol, and de journals dey sall be — what you call it? — suppressed. Me tell your lordship one great, great secret,’ continued Frumpenhausen, assuming a most con- fidential air. ‘‘ His Royal Highness our grand duke he sall be coming over to dis country for to make de representa- tions — you understand, milor? — to his vare goot brudder de Prince Albert, dat de Inglis press too free, and you sall GomiilGaooks (©)