"Oh, ze devil!" replied the Baron.

"What's the matter?"

"I haff a head zat tvists and turns like my head
never did since many years."

The Count had already surmised as much.

"Hang it out of the window," he suggested.

The Baron made no reply for some minutes. Then
with an earnest air he began--

"Bonker, I have somezing to say to you."

"You have the most sympathetic audience outside
the clan."

The Count's cheerful tone did not seem to please his
friend.

"Your heart, he is too light, Bonker; ja, too light.
Last night you did engourage me not to be seemly."

"I!"

"I did get almost dronk. If my head vas not so
hard I should be dronk. Das ist not right. If I am
to be ze Tollyvoddle, it most be as I vould be Von