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944 MAX INTERVIEWS COUNCILOR MOSER. So saying, Max Brunnow warmly embraced his father, who replied with a half smile: “It was not an altogether unexpected solution of the question. [received a pretty plain hint some time ago from the superintendent himself.” “But the press has worked valiantly in your be- half,” said Max. “All the papers clamored for a pardon, and from the very first day the public eagerly espoused your cause.” This conversation took place in the apartments formerly inhabited by Assessor Winterfeld, which that gentleman, on his sudden departure from R—, had made over to his friend. On his recovery, Max had returned to these quarters, and had this morn- ing brought home to them his father, whose release from imprisonment now filled him with joy. The notice of Brunnow’s liberation, an act of clemency confidently .expected by the nation at large, had been received with general and loudly-expressed satisfaction. In high places it had been agreed to overlook the doctor’s obstinacy, which would not stoop to a petition, would not allow him to move hand or foot in his own behalf—a full and free par- don had been vouchsafed to him. Nevertheless he had the appearance of being depressed and care- worn; he was very pale, and evidently ill in mind and body. : Max, on the other hand, was absolutely his own old self. His vigorous constitution had, as he prophesied, enabled him rapidly to recover from the effects of his accident, of which the fresh scar on his forehead was now the sole reminder. One change was noticeable in him, however. The young man’s manner to his father, somewhat curt, formerly, and unsympathetic, was now marked by an affectionate and respectful deference. “But now to other matters,” said Max, changing the subject. “I have a confession to make to you. Look at me well, father. Do you remark nothing extraordinary about me?” | Brunnow inspected him from head to foot with some curiosity. ~“ Eomichooks: co