I am very deeply gratified, sir.
Allow me to conduct you to my daughter's boudoir." Flushed with his exertions and his triumph though the Baron was, he yet remembered so vividly the ordeal preceding the oration that as they went he whispered in his friend's ear: "Ah, Bonker, stay mit me, I pray you! If she should ask more questions! "Mr.Maddison, ze Count will stay mit me." Though a little surprised at this arrangement, which scarcely accorded with his lordship's virile appearance and dashing air, Mr.Maddison was by this time too favorably disposed to question the wisdom of any suggestion he might make, and accordingly the two friends found themselves closeted together in Miss Maddison's sanctum awaiting the appearance of the heiress.
"Shall I remain through the entire interview ?" asked the Count.
"Oh yes, mine Bonker, you most! Or--vell, soppose it gets unnecessary zen vill I cry 'By ze Gad!' and you vill know to go." "'By the Gad'?
I see." "Or--vell, not ze first time, but if I say it tree times, zen vill you make an excuse." "Three times?
I understand, Baron.".