us exaggeration, tation of a gentleman of leisure, a playful sentimentality. But I came to see more and more t from ty spaces of ually really admired and loved our little bourgeois  ever remain far and unattainable, o took off  to our cime  ; and le occasion to talk to o draention, it migo some mending of o on , ened to  attention and consequence, as t reme and desperate effort t o our little peaceful  here, if only for an hour.

    During t very first conversation, about teppenoo estranged and disturbed me a little.  an expression! om did not only reconcile me to it, but soon I never t of oday  on a better description of eppes t  its rayed into toriking image could not be found for lessness, his homesickness, his homelessness.

    I o observe   a Symp,  some  teppen absorbed in s, paying attention neito to  tacranger,  eyes and a cold but troubled expression on er ttle symper a feranger began to smile and abandon o tely absorbed in  ten minutes so  and rapt in pleasant dreams t I paid more attention to o t to go; but after all   and  piece too. It ions by Reger, a composition t many found ratiresome. teppenoo,  made up o listen,  o s and sank once more into s, not  sadly and finally irritated.  and grey. t in it ed.

    I sa in treet and er, but stopped in front of a small old-faser looking irresolutely at time,  in. I obeyed a momentary impulse and follo a table in ted by ess and ress as a . Greeting oo, I took my seat beside  ter, ed for a pint of red  I o t, but