Here he stopped abruptly and the Polander gave a salute after the Military Fashion, not knowing what to say and withdrew against the Wall at the far end of the Chamber. Then my Lord spoke to Mr. Hanson. “Have you made those Enquiries?” he asked. “My Lord, I did ask the _Swedish resident_ and his answer was–that if you should Meddle in any Way with Esquire Thynne you would have but a bad living in _England_–but as for the Law of it, he could not say.” “And for the Other?” asked my Lord, in a low voice. “He said, that if you should Duel Mr. Thynne, he could not instruct you as to what the Law might be regarding your Hopes of the Lady Ogle, Esquire Thynne’s Wife.” “Monsieur Lienburgh knoweth nought!” cried my Lord impatiently; “What said he as to Riding Out in the Hyde Park on a Sunday?” “He said it might certainly be done, before and after Sermon time.” My Lord seemed Satisfied with that and looked again towards the Polander, who had heard all this Conversation as it was held in the High Dutch or German, but had made Nothing of it and was only thinking of Captain Vratz. “You are very Ragged,” said the Count, “and have never a Sword—” Then he questioned him–had he not been long in coming? And the Polander answered Yes, and there had been fear of the Ship being cast away, owing to the High Storms, he having been twelve days from _Strasburg_ to _Hamburg_ and fourteen from _Hamburg_ to _London_, instead of eight. “Yes,” said my Lord pleasantly, “and I feared you were lost and went to enquire of the Ship at the ’Change, and I would have been unwilling to lose you, for Captain Vratz tells me you are a mighty Able Groom.” “I do love Horses,” said the Polander, “and have trusted them always.” “No man of mine can go in such a coat,” says my Lord, “but I have none to send to purchase one nor can I go out Myself by reason of the physic _Dr. Harder_ gave me, for I must no wise be Chilled, he said.” “Why, I will do this Service for your Lordship, very Heartily,” answered Mr. Hanson. “And a Sword also,” said the Count. “That also,” said the Governor, “and Boots.” He asked my Lord then how his _Illness_ went and the Answer was–better, though the Ague was by no Means gone. “Now, fellow,” said Mr. Hanson, “come with me to make these Purchases.” My Lord took some money from the pocket of his gown and gave it to the Polander. “That is to discharge your Lodging at Monsieur Flaubert’s Academy,” he said; “to-night you shall lie here.” He spoke in a Languid Tone, but his eyes had an Extraordinary sparkle and brightness. Mr. Hanson now asked my Lord–How Much he was willing to dispose of on a Sword? And he answered ten Shillings, and as much for the Coat. Mr. Hanson then carried the Polander to a shop near and bought a riding Coat and a Pair of Boots and there was some difficulty in getting either large enough for one of his Bulk and Bearing.