No, no; I most see zem more zan zat." "How long do you expect the process will take you ?" For the first time the Baron noticed with surprise a shade of impatience in his friend's voice.
"Are you in a horry, Bonker ?" "My dear Baron, I grudge no man his sport--particularly if he is careful to label it his duty.

But, to tell the truth, I have never played gamekeeper for so long before, and I begin to find that picking up your victims and carrying them after you in a bag is less exhilarating to-day than it was a week ago.

I wouldn't curtail your pleasure for the world, my dear fellow! But I do ask you to remember the poor keeper." "My dear friend," said the Baron cordially, "I shall remember! It shall take bot two or tree days to do my duty.

I shall not be long." "A day or two of sober duty, Then, Hoch! for London, home, and beauty!" trolled the Count pleasantly.
The Baron did not echo the "Hoch"; but after retaining his thoughtful expression for a few moments, a smile stole over his face, and he remarked in an absent voice-- "Vun does not alvays need to go home to find beauty." "Yes," said the Count, "I have always held it to be one of the advantages of travel that one learns to tolerate the inhabitants of other lands.".