Monday, May 24, 2010

  • "I'll smoke a last pipe," said the baron, "and then I'll be off." So, putting the knife upon the table till he wanted it,
  • and tossing off a goodly measure of wine, the Lord of Grogzwig threw himself back in his chair, stretched his legs out before the fire,
  • and puffed away. He thought about a great many things - about his present troubles and past days of bachelorship,
  • and about the Lincoln greens, long since disappeared up and down the country, no one knew whither:
  • with the exception of two who had been unfortunately beheaded, and four who had killed themselves with drinking.
  • His mind was running upon bears and boars, when, in the process of draining his glass to the bottom, he raised his eyes, and saw,
  • for the first time and with unbounded astonishment, that he was not alone.