With her there is now a cause to be gained, and, when love unites its interests with cards or with war, it becomes irresistible.

Truly our campaign is greatly jeopardized, unless Heaven or M.Larinski interfere." Thus reasoned M.Moriaz, whom paternal misadventures and recent experiences had rendered a better psychologist than he ever had been.
While busied with his reflections the carriage drove rapidly onward, and thirty-five minutes sufficed to reach the little _maison de campagne_ occupied by Abbe Miollens.

He found him in his cabinet, installed in a cushioned arm-chair embroidered by Mme.

de Lorcy, slowly sipping a cup of excellent tea brought him by the missionaries from China.

On his left was his violin-box, on his right his beloved Horace, Orelli's edition, Zurich, 1844.
Conversation began.