Taking up his satchel, he left the compartment.

The whole scene had occupied but a moment.

What was it that gave one of these men such power over the other, like that of a lion-tamer over his charge?
Manasseh himself took the vacated seat, without offering it to the advocate, and sat looking out of the window as long as Vajdar was in sight.

At length the train started, and as it soon entered on a stretch of monotonous, waste territory, Blanka yielded to the drowsy lullaby of the smoothly rolling wheels, and fell asleep.

Once or twice she half opened her eyes and was vaguely conscious that the young stranger opposite her was drawing something in the sketch-book that lay open on his knee.