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"I'd rather not, thank you," he said "I'll have a talk with him, I think"

"His room is at the top of the stair, on the left," said Olivia reluctantly, "but I wish--"

"We shall get on all right," St George assured her, "and don't let this worry you, will you? I was sht," he said froht--and, oh, I thank you"

St George's expectation of having a talk with the old man was, however, unfounded Old Malakh led the way to his roo bed-canopy and high s, and doors set deep in stone; and he begged St George to sit down and permitted him to examine the sealed tube filled with little particles that looked like nickel, and spoke with gentle irrelevance the while At the last St George left hinity as a social solecis for the purpose a key-like i about the size of the iron crown of the Loood night But yet all nights are good--save the night of the heart"

St George went back to the terrace For hours he paced the paths of that little upper garden or lay upon the wall aot the iridescent dark and the co's palace, for it was not these that ht It was permitted him to watch before the threshold while Olivia slept, as lovers had watched in the youth of the world Whatever the ht Not until the dawn of that morrohitened the sky and drew fro's City, did St George say good night to her gli s