SERGIUS.
Twenty, noble Switzer!
BLUNTSCHLI.
I have two hundred horses. (They are amazed.) How many carriages?
SERGIUS.
Three.
BLUNTSCHLI.
I have seventy. Twenty-four of them will hold twelve inside, besides two on the box, without counting the driver and conductor. How many tablecloths have you?
SERGIUS.
How the deuce do I know?
BLUNTSCHLI.
Have you four thousand?
SERGIUS.
NO.
BLUNTSCHLI.
I have. I have nine thousand six hundred pairs of sheets and blankets, with two thousand four hundred eider-down quilts. I have ten thousand knives and forks, and the same quantity of dessert spoons. I have six hundred servants. I have six palatial establishments, besides two livery stables, a tea garden and a private house. I have four medals for distinguished services; I have the rank of an officer and the standing of a gentleman; and I have three native languages. Show me any man in Bulgaria that can offer as much.
PETKOFF.
(with childish awe). Are you Emperor of Switzerland?
BLUNTSCHLI.
My rank is the highest known in Switzerland: I’m a free citizen.