AN ELDER BROTHER Grumbach was very fond of music, and in America there were never any bands except at political meetings or at the head of processions; and that wasn't the sort of music he preferred.

There was nothing at the Opera, so he decided to spend the earlier part of the evening in the public gardens.

He was lonely; he had always been lonely.

Men who carry depressing secrets generally are.

He searched covertly among the many faces for one that was familiar, but he saw none; and he was at once glad, and sorry.