VOLTAIRE'S STORY OF THE EAST When lunch-time came, I, to my delight, obtained a seat next to Miss Forrest, and soon I became oblivious to all else but her.

I was sure, too, that she liked me.

Her every word and action disclaimed the idea of her being a coquette, while her honest preference for my society was apparent.
As we left the table I turned towards Voltaire, and I found that he was looking at us.

If ever hate and cruelty were expressed in any human face, they were expressed in his.

Evidently he regarded me as his rival, and thus his natural enemy.