Time leaves its mark upon all of us.

It was not yesterday that we were in Petersburg together." "No," answered Steinmetz.

"It was before the German Empire--many years ago." De Chauxville counted back with his slim fingers on the table--delightfully innocent.
"Yes," he said, "the years seem to fly in coveys.

Do you ever see any of our friends of that time--you who are in Russia ?" "Who were our friends of that time ?" parried Steinmetz, polishing his glasses with a silk handkerchief.

"My memory is a broken reed--you remember ?" For a moment Claude de Chauxville met the full, quiet, gray eyes.
"Yes," he said significantly, "I remember.