"Bien obligé,[N] monsieur!"
"What's that? it isn't worth while," rejoined Tobie, allowing his hand to be shaken with a decidedly ill grace.
Albert pointed to a path at the right, and said to the count:
"Let us go in this direction; we shall be able to find a place where we shall not be seen or disturbed."
They all followed Albert, Tobie still in the rear and walking as if he were very uncomfortable. Albert halted in an isolated open space, surrounded by dense bushes, saying:
"It seems to me that we shall be very comfortable here."
Count Dahlborne nodded his head in assent, and turned to his friend.
"Arrange the preliminaries with monsieur, Monsieur de Mulberg," he said.
Monsieur de Mulberg walked gravely to Tobie, and began to talk Swedish with him, offering his pistols. Tobie poked him in the stomach, and said:
"Look you! I believe you agree with me that this affair can be arranged. What is the difficulty? I'll bet that it's some foolish trifle."