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〃Reginaldoh yes； so he did！〃
She looked a trifle disappointed。
〃If I were you I should know them all by heart；〃 said she。
〃I vill learn zem。 Oh yes； I most not make soch mistakes。〃
Indeed he registered a very sincere vow to study his family history that afternoon。
〃What was I saying？ Oh yesabout your brave great…grandfather。 Do you know； Lord Tulliwuddle； I want to ask you a strange favor？ You won't think it very odd of me？〃
〃Odd？ Never！ Already it is granted。〃
〃I want to hear from your own lipsfrom the lips of an actual Lord Tulliwuddlethe story of your ancestor Ian's exploit。〃
With beseeching eyes and a face flushed with a sense of her presumption； she uttered this request in a voice that tore the Baron with conflicting emotions。
〃Vich exploit do you mean？〃 he asked in a kindly voice but with a troubled eye。
〃You must know！ When he defended the pass； of course。〃
〃Ach； so！〃
The Baron looked at her； and though he boasted of no such inventive gifts as his friend Bunker； his ardent heart bade him rather commit himself to perdition than refuse。
〃You will tell it to me？〃
〃I vill！〃
Making as much as possible of the raconteur's privileges of clearing his throat； settling himself into good position； and gazing dreamily at the tree…tops for inspiration； he began in a slow； measured voice
〃In ze pass he stood。 Zen gomed his enemies。 He fired his gon and shooted some dead。 Zen did zey run avay。 Zat vas vat happened。〃
When he ventured to meet her candid gaze after thus lamely libelling his forefather； he was horrified to observe that she had already recoiled some feet away from him； and seemed still to be in the act of recoiling。
〃It would have been kinder to tell me at once that I had asked too much！〃 she exclaimed in a voice affected by several emotions。 〃I only wanted to hear you repeat his death…cry as his foes slew him； so that it might always seem more real to me。 And you snub me like this！〃
The Baron threw himself upon one knee。
〃Forgive me！ I did jost lose mine head mit your eyes looking so at me！ I get confused； you are so lovely！ I did not mean to snob！〃
In the ardor of his penitence he discovered himself holding her hand； she no longer seemed to be recoiling； and Heaven knows what might have happened next if an ostentatious sound of whistling had not come to their rescue。
〃Bot you vill forgive？〃 he whispered； as they sprang up from their shady seat。
〃Ye…es；〃 she answered； just as the serene glance of Count Bunker fell humorously upon them。
〃You seem to have been plucking flowers； Tulliwuddle；〃 he observed。
〃Flowers？ Oh； no。〃
The Count glanced pointedly at his soiled knee。
〃Indeed！〃 said he。 〃Don't I see traces of a flower…bed？〃
〃I think I should go in；〃 murmured Eva； and she was gone before the Count had time to frame a compensating speech。
His friend Tulliwuddle looked at him with marked displeasure； yet seemed to find some difficulty in adequately expressing it。
〃I do not care for vat you said；〃 he remarked stiffly。 〃Nor for ze look now on your face。〃
〃Baron；〃 said the Count imperturbably； 〃what did you tell me the Wraith said to yousomething about 'Beware of the ladies；' wasn't it？〃
〃You do not onderstand。 Ze ghost〃 （he found some difficulty in pronouncing the spirit's chosen name） 〃did soppose naturally zat I vas ze real Lord Tollyvoddle； who is； as you have told me yourself； Bonker； somezing of a fast fish。 Ze varning vas to him obviously； so you should not turn it upon me。〃
Bunker opened his eyes。
〃A deuced ingenious argument；〃 he commented。 〃It wouldn't have occurred to me if you hadn't explained。 Then you claim the privilege of wooing whom you wish？〃
〃Wooing！ You forget zat I am married； Bonker。〃
〃Oh no； I remember perfectly。〃
His tone disturbed the Baron。 Taking the Count's arm； he said to him with moving earnestness
〃Have I not told you how constant I amlike ze magnet and ze pole？〃
〃I have heard you employ the simile。〃
〃Ach； bot it is true！ I am inside my heart so constant as it is possible！ But I now represent Tollyvoddle； and for his sake most try to do my best。〃
Again Count Bunker glanced at his knee。
〃And that is your best； then？〃
〃Listen； Bonker； and try to onderstandnot jost to make jokes。 It appears to me zat Miss Gallosh vill make a good vife to Tollyvoddle。 She is so fair； so amiable； and so rich。 Could he do better？ Should I not lay ze foundations of a happy marriage mit her？ Soppose ve do get her instead of Miss Maddison； eh？〃
His artful eloquence seemed to impress his friend； for he smiled thoughtfully and did not reply at once。 More persuasively than ever the Baron continued
〃I do believe mit patience and mitermit kindness； Bonker； I might persuade Miss Gallosh to listen to ze proposal of Tollyvoddle。 And vould it not be better far to get him a lady of his own people； and not a stranger from America？ Ve vill not like Miss Maddison； I feel sure。 Vy troble mit hereh； Bonker？〃
〃But don't you think； Baron； that we ought to give Tulliwuddle his choice？ He may prefer an American heiress to a Scottish。〃
〃Not if he sees Eva Gallosh！〃
Again the Count gently raised his eyebrows in a way that the Baron could not help considering unsuitable to the occasion。
〃On the other hand； Baron； Miss Maddison will probably have five or ten times as much money as Miss Gallosh。 In arranging a marriage for another man； one must attend to such trifles as a few million dollars more or less。〃
For the moment the Baron was silenced； but evidently not convinced。
〃Supposing I were to call upon the Maddisons as your envoy？〃 suggested Bunker； who； to tell the truth； had already begun to tire of a life of luxurious inaction。
〃Pairhaps in a few days we might gonsider it。〃
〃We have been here for a week already。〃
〃Ven vould you call？〃
〃To…morrow； for instance。〃
The Baron frowned； but argument was difficult。
〃You only jost vill go to see？〃
〃And report to you。〃
〃And suppose she is oglyor not so niceor so onzen vill I not see her； eh？〃
〃But suppose she is tolerable？〃
〃Zen vill ve give him a choice； and I vill continue to be polite to Miss Gallosh。 Ah； Bonker； she is so nice！ He vill not like Miss Maddison so vell！ Himmel； I do admire her！〃
The Baron's eyes shone with reminiscent affection。
〃To how many poles is the magnet usually constant？〃 inquired the Count with a serious air。
The Baron smiled a little foolishly； and then； with a confidential air； replied
〃Ach； Bonker； marriage is blessed and it is happy； and it is everyzing that my heart desires； only I jost sometimes vish it vas not qviteqvite so uninterruptable！〃
CHAPTER XVI
In a dog…cart borrowed from his obliging host； Count Bunker approached the present residence of Mr。 Darius P。 Maddison。 He saw； andin his client's interestnoted with approval the efforts that were being made to convert an ordinary fishing…lodge into a suitable retreat for a gentleman worth so many million dollars。 〃Corryvohr；〃 as the house was originally styled； or 〃Lincoln Lodge；〃 as the patriotic Silver King had re…named it； had already been enlarged for his reception by the addition of four complete suites of apartments； each suitable for a nobleman and his retinue； an organ hall； 10；000 cubic yards of scullery accommodation； and a billiard…room containing three tables。 But since he had taken up his residence there he had discovered the lack of several other essentials for a quiet 〃mountain life〃 （as he appropriately phrased it）； and these defects were rapidly being remedied as our friend drove up。 The conservatory was already completed； with the exception of the orchid and palm houses； the aviary was practically ready； and several crates of the rarer humming…birds were expected per goods train that evening； while a staff of electricians could be seen erecting the private telephone by which Mr。 Maddison proposed to keep himself in touch with the silver market。
The Count had no sooner pressed the electric bell than a number of men…servants appeared； sufficient to conduct him in safety to a handsome library fitted with polished walnut； and carpeted as softly as the moss on a mountain…side。 Having sent in his card； he entertained himself by gazing out of the window and wondering what strange operation was being conducted on a slope above the house； where a grove of pines were apparently being rocked to and fro by a concourse of men with poles and pulleys。 But he had not to wait long； for with a promptitude that gave one some inkling of the secret of Mr。 Maddison's business success； the millionaire entered。
In a rapid survey the Count perceived a tall man in the neighborhood of sixty： gray…haired； gray…eyed； and gray…faced。 The clean…shaved and well…cut profile included the massive foundation of jaw which Bunker had confidently anticipated； and though his words sounded florid in a European ear； they were uttered in a voice that corresponded excellently with this predominant chin。
〃I am very pleased to see you； sir； very pleased indeed；〃 he assured the Count not once but several times； shaking him heartily by the hand and eyeing him with a glance accustomed to foresee several