Sanine

Novikoff sat there, as one in a dream. Sadness and joy produced within

his heart a sense of happiness as gentle and elusive as the light in an

evening sky.

"Let us go to her," said Sanine. "Whatever happens, it will please her

to see a human face amid so many false masks that hide grimacing

brutes. You're a bit of a fool, my friend, but in your stupidity there

is something which others haven't got. And to think that for ever so

long the world founded its hopes and happiness upon such folly! Come,

let us go!"

Novikoff smiled timidly. "I am very willing to go to her. But will she

care to see me?"

"Don't think about that," said Sanine, as he placed both hands on the

other's shoulders. "If you are minded to do what's right, then, do it,

and the future will take care of itself."

"All right; let us go," exclaimed Novikoff with decision. In the

doorway he stopped and looking Sanine full in the face he said with

unwonted emphasis: "Look here, if it is in my power, I will do my best to make her happy.

This sounds commonplace, I know, but I can't express my feelings in any

other way."

"No matter, my friend," replied Sanine cordially, "I understand."