so day,I instinctively returned to my first opinion. ted itself to me under termined me to make my escape from it. Reasonitself remained silent o recognize in tions of a loure, or else thepresence of some baleful influence.

    t alone, our clerk looked about him.

    quot;I  a day  being able to learn anyt tion of my adventure remaineddeeply fixed in my memory.

    Ac migruct us;if ts of our daily life o be aconstant sc oftenest ake no hem.

    quot;Nobody just now, replied he.

    t o be ted  ryman t o Pitargis hreeleagues behind him.

    quot; and tfail to cions of my ts. s it graduallydiminiso smile at tibility of my feelings,and tion as trictures on myself assumed a tone of ill-temper. I silently accusedmyself of ty of mistaking sensation for admonitions of myreason. After all,  to live alone,to , to keep dogs, and to kill a pig? ?

    Neit forgotten ,t up and padlocked. Not a single vine creeping up tone, wood, and iron!

    Of table  no one aken trouble to clear a near tes and distered upon it  any order,and loaded ato-parings and ybottles emitted an odor of brandy, mixed  smell oftobacco-smoke.

    t of ture seful for reated  s for reflection forme.

    Yet a fe. t sickness s on ty of otle ones in ure, she weeps, and shedroops her head.

    All ts alismans is for us to co create a mosphere for our minds.

    Feeling convinced of trut about making a survey of my attic.

    t dispelled my dream, and I aart.

    And t joy in the