``Were they looking very happy?'' asked the Baroness.
``Wratislav was wearing some new English clothes, so, of
course, he was quite happy. I overheard him telling Toni a
rather amusing story about a nun and a mousetrap, which
won't bear repetition. Elsa was telling every one else a
witticism about the Triple Alliance being like a paper
umbrella---which seems to bear repetition with Christian
fortitude.''
``Did they seem much wrapped up in each other?''
``To be candid, Elsa looked as if she were wrapped up in a
horse-rug. And why let her wear saffron colour?''
``I always think it goes with her complexion.''
``Unfortunately it doesn't. It stays with it. Ugh.
Don't forget, you're lunching with me on Thursday.''
The Baroness was late for her luncheon engagement the
following Thursday.
``Imagine what has happened!'' she screamed as she burst
into the room.
``Something remarkable, to make you late for a meal,''
said the Gr
fin.
``Elsa has run away with the Rodenstahls' chauffeur!''
``Kolossal!''
``Such a thing as that no one in our family has ever
done,'' gasped the Baroness.
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