I, who had passed my quasi-priestly life without once enjoying such a luxury, touched the velvet cheek with my lips and actually felt a thrill of delight.

Life among the burghers really was delicious.

I tell you this as a marked illustration of the fact that a man never grows too old to be at times a fool.

Twonette slipped from the room, and within fifteen minutes returned.

She went directly to Max and said:-- "Some one is waiting for you in the oak room above." She pointed the way, and Max climbed the stairs two steps at a time.