“Leave it to me.”
The Baron reflected, and his smile died away.
“Sopposing,” he said, slowly, “zey find out? Is it vise? Is it straight?”
“They can’t find out. They go the next morning, and what’s to prevent your making a quick recovery and pluckily going down to Brierley Park as the interesting convalescent? She will know that you’ve made a dangerous journey on her account.”
The Baron’s face cleared again.
“Let us try!” he said; “anyzing is better zan my present state. Bot, be careful, Bonker!”
“I shall take the most minute precautions,” replied Mr Bunker.
CHAPTER V.
The next morning the two conspirators breakfasted early. The Baron seemed a little nervous now that it came so near the venture, but his friend was as cheerful as a schoolboy, and his confident air soon put fresh courage into Rudolph.