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116 Lhe Opposite House. D——, Hans,” he cried, slapping his friend on the shoulder. ‘I think such an idea would be rather insulting to a fellow of my profession. And what is to become of our plans? ‘They are nearer to my heart than the whole fair sex.” He stroked his red mustache as he spoke, and his little, twinkling eyes wandered over the open portion of the grounds. “T have but oze sweetheart in this world—gold— gold with its shining little face. It’s the fortune of war. One person cuts another’s throat, and I be- lieve everybody will soon pray: ‘The Lord pre- serve us from our friends.’ Gerrald is still intimate with you?” Doctor Brand quietly twisted his glossy mustache. “lt would be better to put it the other way am have honored him with little of my confidence, and when I[ have enjoined secrecy, the tales I told him usually existed onlyin my imagination. I have im- parted various harmless matters, spoken earnestly and penitently of former youthful errors, and wasted many words where I desired to use but few; life only too frequently hinges upon trifles. Hitherto I have had brilliant success; how matters will con- tinue—we shall see!” “ Brains like yours, Max, devise ways and means daily,” said his companion, nodding thoughtfully. “ Since you have been successful thus far, we shall finally carvy our point. How is the little Chénois?”’ CoMmicbooOoks.c©