Count Bunker: being a bald yet veracious chronicle containing some further particulars of two gentlemen whose previous careers were touched upon in a tome entitled the Lunatic at Large by J. Storer (Joseph Storer) Clouston
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"Ach, my own dear!" From his enfolding arms she whispered tenderly-- "Of course I will, Rudolph!" With a final hug the embrace abruptly ended, and the Baron hastily glanced at his watch. "Ach, nearly had I forgot! I must go to ze club for half an hour." "Must you?" "To meet a friend." "What friend?" asked the Baroness quickly. "A man whose name you vould know vell--oh, vary vell known he is! But in diplomacy, mine Alicia, a quiet meeting in a club is sometimes better not to be advertised too moch. Great wars have come from one vord of indiscretion. You know ze axiom of Bismarck-- 'In diplomacy it is necessary for a diplomatist to be diplomatic.' Good-by, my love." He bowed as profoundly as if she were a reigning sovereign, blew an affectionate kiss as he went through the door, and then descended the stairs with a rapidity |
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