They gave the prince the best of the three horses, a big
"What!" ejaculated the Dariuses.
"It is not true! She is mad! Take her avay, please!" shouted the Baron, now desperate in his resolution to say or do anything, so long as he got rid of his formidable relative.
"Is he demented?" she inquired.
"Say, ma'am," put in Ri, "are you the mother of Miss Constance Herringay?"
"See here, my good lady, that's going a little too far," said the millionaire not unkindly. "This friend of yours here first calls himself Lord Tulliwuddle, and then the Baron von something or other. Well, now, that's two of the aristocracy in this under- sized apartment already. There's hardly room for a third--see? Can't you be plain Mrs. Smith for a change?"
"Fellow!" she said in a faint voice, "I--I do not understand you."
"Thought that would fetch her down," commented Ri.
"Lead her back to ze train and make her go to London!" pleaded the Baron earnestly.
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