Blitzenberg. I most not forget zat I am not as ozzer
men. I am noble, and most be so accordingly."

"What steps do you propose to take?" inquired
Bunker with perfect gravity.

The Baron stared at the picture.

"Last night I had a dream. It vas zat man--at
least, probably it vas, for I cannot remember eggsactly.
He did pursue me mit a kilt."

"With what did you defend yourself?"

"I know not: I jost remember zat it should be a
warning. Ve Blitzenbergs have ze gift to dream."

The Baron rose from the table and lit a cigar.
After three puffs he threw it from him.

"I cannot smoke," he said dismally. "It has a
onpleasant taste."

The Count assumed a seriously thoughtful air.

"No doubt you will wish to see Miss Maddison as
soon as possible and get it over," he began. "I have
just learned that their place is about seven miles away.
We could borrow a trap this afternoon----"