“Stop!” cried the Count, “whoever you are; we wish to have a few words with you.”
“Stop, I say!” repeated the Baron. But their shouts were unheeded, and neither of them felt inclined to give chase.
“Who can that be?” asked the Count.
“That is the question,” answered the Baron. “What do you say to Mynheer Bunckum? He cast
a jealous eye at us, as if he considered we were rivals.”
“Then he should have come up and spoken to us like a man,” said the Count. “We must be on our guard, at all events, for he evidently has no friendly feeling towards us.”
The Count and the Baron met with no further adventures till they reached the inn.