"The night is chill, mein Herr, and my master the Count bade me
take all care of you. There is a flask of slivovitz (the plum
brandy of the country) underneath the seat, if you should require
it."
I did not take any, but it was a comfort to know it was there
all the same. I felt a little strangely, and not a little
frightened. I think had there been any alternative I should have
taken it, instead of prosecuting that unknown night journey. The
carriage went at a hard pace straight along, then we made a
complete turn and went along another straight road. It seemed to me
that we were simply going over and over the same ground again, and
so I took note of some salient point, and found that this was so. I
would have liked to have asked the driver what this all meant, but
I really f
