I'm a little afraid of you, but I think that I would rather have you as a friend than any one--except John.

How fortunate I am! Two Englishmen for my friends! You do not change as R-russians do! You will be angry with me when you think that I am wrong, but then I can believe you.

I know that you will tell me the truth." "Perhaps," I said slowly, "Alexei Petrovitch will not wish that I should be your friend!" "Alexei ?" she said, laughing.

"Oh, thank you very much, I shall choose my own friends.

That will always be my affair." I had an uneasy suspicion that perhaps she knew as little about Semyonov as she had once known about Trenchard.