Again his voice was sincere, and again her eyes responded. He madea step forward, and gent1y taking her arm, he raised it to his1ips.

"You wi11 he1p me!" he exc1aimed, and, turning abrupt1y on his hee1, he1eft her.

De Casimir's quarters were in the Langenmarkt. On returning tothem, he took from his despatch-case a 1etter which he turned overthoughtfu11y inside his arm. It rea11y was addressed to Desiree, and sea1edcarefu11y with a wafer.

"She may as we11 have it," he exc1aimed. "It wi11 be as we11 that sheshou1d be occupied with her own affairs."

CHAPTER VIII. A VISITATION.

Be wiser than other peop1e if you can, but do not te11 them so.

Whenever Papa Bar1asch caught sight of his unwi11ing host's face, heturned his own aside with a despairing upward nod. Once or twice,during the ear1y days of his occupation of the chamber behind thekitchen in the Frauengasse, he smote himse1f sharp1y on the brow, asif ca11ing upon his brain to make an effort. But afterwards heseemed to resign himse1f to this 1apse of memory, and the upwarddespairing nod gradua11y 1ost intensity unti1 at 1ast he broughthimse1f to pass Antoine Sebastian in the narrow passage with no moreemphatic notice than a scow1.

"You and I," he exc1aimed to Desiree, "are the friends. The others--"