Uncle Castleman, after promising Twonette" (I spell the name as she pronounced it) "and me for years, has brought us on this long journey into the world.

I am enjoying it more than any one can know, but poor uncle lives in dread of the journey home.

He upbraids himself for having brought us and declares that if he but had us home again, nothing could induce him to start out with such a cargo of merchandise." "Well he may be fearful," I answered.

"Where one's greatest treasure is, there is his greatest fear, but peace reigns on the road to Burgundy, and I hope your good uncle's fears are without ground save in his love." "I hear you are to accompany us, and of course we shall be safe," she said, the shadow of a smile playing suspiciously about her mouth and dancing in her eyes.
"Yes, I am to have that great _honor_," I replied, bowing very low.

I, too, could be sarcastic.
"Does the--will the--the gentleman who is with you accompany us ?" asked Fraeulein Yolanda.