"But I reckon to be comfortable if I'm spending twenty minutes at a railroad junction." "Ah!" responded the Count, "in that case shifting a forest must be child's-play." The millionaire smiled affably at this pleasantry and invited his guest to be seated.
"You will try something American, I hope, Count Bunker ?" he asked, touching the bell.
Count Bunker, rightly conceiving this to indicate a cock-tail, replied that he would, and in as nearly seven and a half seconds as he could calculate, a tray appeared with two of these remarkable compounds.
Following his host's example, the Count threw his down at a gulp.
"The same," said Mr.Maddison simply.

And in an almost equally brief space the same arrived.
"Now," said he, when they were alone again, "I hope you will pardon me, Count, if I am discourteous enough to tell you that my time is uncomfortably cramped.

When I first came here I found that I was expected to stand upon the shore of the river for two hours on the chance of catching one salmon.

But I have changed all that.

As soon as I step outside my door, my ghillie brings me my rod, and if there ain't a salmon at the end for me to land, another ghillie will receive his salary.