Voyages and Travels of Count Funnibos and Baron Stilkin

“What shall we do with ourselves, my dear Stilkin?” exclaimed Count Funnibos, yawning and stretching out his legs and arms, which were of the longest.
“Do! why, travel,” answered Baron Stilkin, with a smile on his genial countenance.
“Travel! what for?” asked the Count, yawning again.
“To see the world, to be sure,” answered the Baron.
“The world! why, don’t we see it by looking out of the window?” asked the Count.
“That’s what many people say, and fancy they know the world when they have looked out of their own windows,” observed the Baron.
“Ah, yes, perhaps you are right: you always are when I happen to be wrong, and you differ from me—unless you are wrong also,” replied the Count. “But where shall we go?”
“Why, round the world if we want to see it;—or as far round as we can get,” said the Baron, correcting himself; “and then we shall not have seen it all.”
“When shall we start?” asked the Count, brightening up; “next year?”
“Next fiddlesticks! this afternoon, to be sure. Don’t put off till to-morrow what can be done to-day, still less till next year. What’s to hinder us? We have no ties.”
“Yes, there are my neck-ties to come from the laundress,” said the Count, who was addicted to taking things literally; “and I must procure some new shoe-ties.”