Baron Booteljak.
“By Jove!” exclaims Milburd, “I am so glad. That's capital.”
Everyone puzzled.
The Signor (after reading the card).—“O! eet ees a fonny name. I nev-ver 'ear soch an-name-bef-fore. Deeek! eet ees your non-sense.”
Milburd returns. He has shown the new guest to his room. He will join us directly. He explains that sending in his card “Baron Booteljak” is “his fun.” “Such an amusing chap,” says Milburd; “he has cards of all sorts of names, printed to leave on his friends, and puzzle 'em. He tells me that he's brought down a box of practical jokes with him, all labelled, numbered, and ready for use.”
This intelligence is not received with that warmth which Milburd evidently had thought it would have elicited.
Further discussion is stopped by the entrance of
JIMMY LAYDER.