"I'm glad at any rate that we've had the honour of seeing the best of _you_.

That's very pleasant to know." "What I mean--" said Trenchard, blushing and stammering.

"What ...
that is--" "I agree with Mr.," suddenly said Nikitin, who had been dreamily watching the blue forest.

"War _does_ bring out the best in the human character--always." Semyonov turned smilingly to him.

"Yes, Vladimir Stepanovitch, we know your illusions.