All I have to do is to march straight up the Strasse." "Well, good-night and good luck to you," said Maurice, as he led the Englishman into the hallway.

"Look me up when you have settled the business.

I say, but it gets me; it's the strangest thing I ever heard." And he waited till the soldierly form disappeared below the landing.
Then he went back to his chair on the balcony to think it over.

At four o'clock that afternoon he had grumbled of dullness.

He lit a pipe, and contemplated the soft and delicate blues of earth and heaven, the silvery flashes on the lake, and the slim violet threads of smoke which wavered about his head.