It still remains to elucidate teppened pion, for example, to t oms may be traced to t us take as a starting point, si offers itself, ion to the beoisie.

        to take ter, teppenood entirely outside tion, since ions.    o be single and alone, alents t ely,     one. s ed poor relations. ably and inspicuously, even t particular care. o live on good terms ax collectors and otly and persistently attracted to ttle beois o t and respectable idy gardens, irreproacair-cases and t air of order and fort. It pleased o set side it, tle vices aravagances, as a queer fello o exist.    at ease    and exceptional persons or laandards and atmospood in a staion, even t migrast a. Moreover,    up in a provincial and ventional ions and muc ever against t class, yet in practice it ake a servant quite seriously as ical criminal, tionary or intellectual seducer, tlaate and society, as    as for t and robbery, murder and rape, be    o deplore thhly beois manner.

        In t and act,    against and denied. Brougivated ore part of s ventionalities even after o a degree beyond its scope and freed ance of its ideals and beliefs.

        No;beois," o be found in    is triving after a mealess extremes and opposites t arise in . If ake any one of tes, sud profligacy, tely pre is open to a man to give o spiritual vieo seeking after God, to tliness. On tirely to tinct, to ts of t all s to ttai of momentary pleasures. to t, to tyrdom of t and surreo God. to te, to tyrdom of to corruption. No is bet to    or to asceticism. yr ree to ru. On trary,    to give up but to maintain ity. rives ly nor its opposite. te is od, but not by giving up ts. o be virtuous, but likes to be easy and fortable in t, o make a remes in a temperate zone    violent storms and tempests; and in t be at t of t iy of life and feeling    live intensely except at t of treasures notary as    t of iy ion and security.    is a quiet mind o pleasure, venieo liberty, and a pleasant temperature to t deatly by nature a creature of ituted majority for poy.

        It is clear t tever numbers s, aintain    qualities suc of a    , times , t oo t times o rule t numbers of tue, nor on sense, nanization could avail to save it from destru. No medie in ting t from tset he beoisie prospers. hy?

        teppen, tal force of ties of its normal members, but in ts extremely numerous "outsiders" ensiveness aicity of its ideals it    embrace. trong and ures ic example. o tation red and self-red, ue and on sense, is ive to t escape it. And so all terposed numerous layers of y, many t is true,    and o unditioned life,    fasteo it by ses of ted for t part s less intense life; and so t lingering, obedient and bound by obligation and service. For e of t is true:    against me is h me.

        If o test teppen from t of y—for all extreme individuation turns against itself, i upon its oru. e see t rong impulses boto be a saint and a profligate; a , oo some ia, make to trammelled realms of space. t stellation of ts spell. t intellectuals and most artists belong to type. Only tro of tmosptain to t belonging to it, to its strengt resort to so live. tely numerous persons make no claim tic; but tar in a quite siderable affli; and in talents ripen and bear fruit. tioned and go doalents t open to t a sn o    survive in its atmosps tougioug and an escape into , altrue beois is incapable of uanding it. In its imaginary realm tricate and many-faceted ideal of all Steppens realisation.    is possible not only to extol t and te in one breato make t, but to include too, in tion. No is possible to be possessed by God and to affirm t it is not possible for eit or sinner (or for any otioo affirm as    luke magnifit discovery of t s in to    endeavor, t edy are yet as rics as in affli,    inborn and brilliant ac of t) attains to t of ence s prism. to live in t    to respect t to stand above it, to ;one possessed not; to renounce as t ion, all te and often formulated propositions of aed    is in to make efficacious.

        And supposing teppeno succeed, and s and resources iy, iing t in try mazes of    ty, takes    may    is true, keep ied to t ive. ion to ts seality bots love and in its red, and o it o cause inual torture of shame.

        to attain to t may be, to be able at least to dare to teppen once     look deeply into ts deptence o    on all its c o escape first from to ts of a seal po tnise one anot to look one ane forever, and teppeno terms in t of humor.

        It is possible t o tter alternative. It is possible t o knole mirrors. er tals. ers t is o free ed soul. A ties a e brings tside of tmospies. A mere notning strikes.

        And all to teppen of ted pla tals, a suspi t    o face; and ence of t mirror in o look and from whly fear.

        For tudy t one last fi, a fual delusion to make clear. All interpretation, all psyctempts to make ting aut omit, at tion, to dissipate t;above" or "belo; t is already a statement t requires explanation, sin above and a belo only in t, only as abstras. tself knohing of above or below.

        So too, to e to t, is teppenion. o be a    of to accept    scrutiny ted for ried tard erally as a teppened    ood ance of a delusion, o put in its true light.

        to o make iny more preo    simplification. It is a f of truto suit a plausible, but erroneous, explanation of t tradi    is to say, a s and feelings, of culture and tamed or sublimated nature, and besides t is to say, a dark inct, of savagery and cruelty, of unsublimated or raure. In spite of tly clear division of o one anots no o ascertain in any single moment of ,    t and    t on a dilemma, and iful o pieces. For t a single    even tive Negro, not even t,    s; and to explain so plex a man as less division i. s of a    of t merely bet and t bethousands.

        e need not be surprised t even so intelligent and educated a man as ake eppeno a formula so simple, so rudimentary and primitive. Man is not capable of t in any    spiritual and ivated of men ually sees tless simplifications—and most of all    appears to be an inborn and imperative need of all men tard t. en and tered, it als over to    one moment reizes all tions and potentialities and possibilities of t t moment one and indivisible as ttles bato tivated self and does y and ns to deate perceptions, so t, as all genius must, ty of ty and perceive t to say so and at oy puts to aid, establisects y from ty of rutunate persons. e er a t every ts as self-evident,    is a breacaste? A man, ts so far as making ty of t a genius, in any case a most exceptional and iing person. Iy, y is in t degree a manifold ellated ates and stages, of inances and potentialities. It appears to be a y as imperative as eating and breato be forced tard ty and to speak of    ac of us she delusion.

        ts simply upon a false analogy. As a body everyone is single, as a soul never. In literature, too, even in its ultimate aary    ly erature up to our days t ers and critics, and rig offers (est possibilities of representing tity, but for tical illusion ers of tities by lodging eacely and ond for all. An artless estic criticism, ts    praise for ter-drama in e and siity. Only from afar and by degrees t all tic p ake in attributing treat dramatists t ceptions of beauty t e to us from antiquity. tions are not native to us, but are merely picked up at sed    is in t tion of an ego, an individual, is really to be found. trace of su in t India. t individuals, but ions. And in modern times ty a is scarcely, indeed, in tive is to present a manifold activity of soul.    resolve ond for all not tard ters of suce beings, but as ts and aspects of a y, in my opinion, of ts soul. If "Faust" is treated in t, Mepop form a unity and a supreme individuality; and it is in ty alone, not in ters, t sometrue nature of t, in a line immortalized among scers and greeted onis by tine, says: "t!" ten Mepo and a eppenoo, believes t    and t t d are not t tless in number. Man is an onion made up of a eguments, a texture made up of many t Asiatie Yoga a tecy. t cost India ts of to unmask is t t    as o maintain and strengthen.

        If eppenandpoint it o us    too many for a single breast and must tear t asurary far too feive an image. Alt cultivated person,    ot t furt man, and    o an end and exed tter. it;man" ual and sublimated or even cultivated to be found in    is instinctive, savage and cic. But t so simple in life as in our ts, nor siguage; and    ;man"    long ago    the wolf behind.

        Like all men     man is a does not kno all, altates not subject to trol en    not fet t keep t least, for    by any means of fixed and enduring form (te of suspis to trary on t of ts).    and a transition. ure and spirit.    destiny drives o t and to God.    longing draure, te. "Man," emporary beois promise. ventios and baain of tincts, a little sciousness, morality aialization is called for, and a modicum of spirit is not only permitted but even t necessary. t;man" of t, like every otimid and artlessly sly experiment, ing boture and troublesome primal fat of temperate zooday burns as id o s tomorrow.

        t man is not yet a finision but rat; a distant possibility dreaded as muc is desired; t to    distand errible agonies aasies even by t is today and t tomorroeppenoo, suspected. , ;man" in o to a great extent notion.

        As for to true mano tals,    is true, an inkling of it and starts upon it noating steps and pays for t as for striving o t supreme demand, to, and going to immortality, . oo    it leads to still greater sufferings, to proscription, to t renunciatioit of immortality lies at till uno suffer all to die all tter knoo o till s et t te ging to te ging to life are t o eternal deato die, to strip ones self naked, and ternal surrender of tality es among tals, Mozart, perdency is to explain Mozarts perfected being, just as a scer    rate of o tiender t last extremity of loneliness o been, t loneliness of thsemane.

        teppen tian ture    t ined by a one-fold of t at best    too overe to renounce mankind and at last to live    c even animals are not undivided in spirit. itoo, t beauty of tates and strivings. too, oo, suffers. No, back to nature is a false track t leads noo suffering and despair. urn back again and bee    of primeval simplicity, but already a creature of manifold plexity. Even to tfulness as t;If I could be a c; imentally sings of blessed    to nature and innod te fotten t t    and plexities and capable of all suffering.

        t, no o to tart ted t, is already guilty, already multiple. It o tream of being and may never more so its source. to innoce, to ted and to God leads on, not baot back to to t ever furto sin, ever deeper into eppenead, embark on to multiply many times your te your plexities still furtead of narro last take all of it up in your painfully expanded soul, if you are ever to find peace. t Budd man , insofar as fortune favored . All birtion from t ation, tiod, turn into tion of painful individuation, til it is able once more to embrace the All.

        e are not dealing o eid statistics, as reets by t    be made ts    ed o-trade, not sense, of to true manals. Genius is not so rare as imes tainly, so frequent as may appear from ory books or, indeed, from to attempt t of true manead of disc pitifully about upid Steppen every difficulty entered.

        It is as mucter for surprise and sorro men of sucies seppen;t; as t ten t pitiful love for tand Budduition of ty oug to live in a ;on sense" and democrad beois standards. It is only from co ; and oo cramping for oo fining,    at to see t ten as not t part of    is    life.    see, even tist and possessed of delicate perceptions, t a great deal else exists i not all t bites is    fox, dragon, tiger, ape and bird of paradise are t see t ts maions of beauty and terror, of greatness and meanness, of strengtenderness is crus as t sehe beois.

        Man designs for rees, a t aables. Suppose, t tin tento    eng florees and even regard t teppen does not stand classified as eit see at all. And sider all t es to "man"! All t is co succeeded in making s master, is set do is strong and noble.

        Noo o be taking    amazement o all trail. it a mixture of encement and blame, pity and joy,    teppenwolf.

        o t came to my mind t some en one nig teppen in ttered ing table, found it, and read:

        trots to and fro,

        the world lies deep in snow,

        tree flies,

        But nowhere a hare, nowhere a roe,

        t—

        If suc surprise

        In my embrace, my teet,

        else is the skies?

        ture I reasure,

        A myself deep on ehigh,

        I would drink of her red blood full measure,

        till t    by.

        Even a    despise;

        S enougs warm fles.

        Is everyto be denied

        t could make life a little bright?

        tting grey.

        t is failing from my eyes.

        Years ago my dear mate died.

        And norot and dream of a roe.

        I trot and dream of a hare.

        I    howl.

        I cool he snow my burning jowl,

        And on to tched soul I bear.

        So noraits of myself before me, one a self-portrait in doggerel verse, as sad and sorry as myself; ted y impartiality by one side and ures of myself, my dispirited and ing poem and tudy by an unkno. Botrut my sless existence. Botenable my situation eppeed existenless, molten in t a co a self, neransition    unknoo me. I    several times, and almost despair. On eacerribly uprooting experience, my self, as it ttered tments. Eacime deep-seated po; eacime ticularly beloved part of my life t rue to me no more. Once, I    my profession and livelio forfeit teem of toue. , my family life fell in ruins o e and deadly enmity and tying s. It    my solitude s beginning. Years of terness    by. I    up ticism of tellect. I tained a certain serenity and elevation of life once more, submitting myself to tice of abstract t and to a rule of austere meditation. But too,    at one blos exalted and ent. A eful vad stillness, tri and loneliness and uedness, te ay o pass through once more.

        It is true t every time my life ered in ty and in spiritual gro    an increased loneliness, an increasing gement. Looked at inuous dest from oering to t t left me more remote at every step from all t side all social circles, alone, beloved by none, mistrusted by many, in unceasing and bitter flict y; and tting, I ter strao t a. Religion, try, family, state, all lost t noto me any more. ty of ties, and arts disgusted me. My vieastes and all t I t, os of a gifted and souger person, o seed in    and    askance. Granting t I ransmutations made some invisible and unatable gain, I o pay dearly for it; and at every turn my life ruttle cause to inue in t zsg.

        Oransmutations t fate reserves for    cicklisomers. I kneoo    unsuccessful sportsman knoands at a s; as an old gambler on tage of speculation, t, tcy. as I really to live torture, all to triness and ful dread lest I succumb, and t it better and simpler to prevent a repetition of so many sufferings and to quit tage? Certainly, it ter. ever trut tle book on teppen "suicides," no one could forbid me tisfa of invoking tition of a process en enougo t could prevail o go tal terror of anoter o faotion, a neion, —but forever destroying to rene suicide be as stupid, coill, any escape, even t ignominious, from treadmill of suffering o    for t. Not but te often enoug, crazed life,    , and !

        Daylig of a rainy ers day,    I got to bed. I took my resolution to bed    t,    verge of sciousness in t of falling asleep, teppening recolle t several times, t quite retly, I    near enougo tals to s, austere a smiling    soared, s, tain, sleep desded on my brain.

        I    midday, and at ouation, as I a, came bae. ttle book on my nigand, and my poem. My resolution, too, er ts sleep it aken s me out of ting. e makes no speed. My resolve to die    t    t o full size, lige    to the ground.

        I    an excellent means of stilling pain—an unusually strong tincture of laudanum. I indulged very rarely in it and often refrained from using it for mont a time. I o tunately, it ting ao myself. I    tter of me I —enougo kill six men, a    killed me. I fell asleep, it is true, and lay for several ely stupefied; but to my frigment I omac    day ate of dismal sobriety. My empty brain    my memory. Apart from a spell of insomnia and severe pains in tomacrace of t.

        t, t I put my resolution in t time I felt t I must o t alloo use big means instead of small, t is, a deate certainty    or a razor. ting till my fiftiettle book tily prescribed—to me mucoo long a delay. till till t ood open.

        I ot say t tion altered my life very profoundly. It made me a little more indifferent to my afflis, a little freer in ttle more inquisitive to knos of endurance, but t    evening ronger after-effect. I read teppeise times, noting gratefully to an invisible magi because of    of my destiny,    for its futility, and ttle uanding it sual disposition and predit. All t ten teppen, and very clever. It migype; but it oo y.

        , s more tion, or vision, of t made by ted letters promised mu treatise, and t strange ion—"Not for everybody!" and "For madmen only!" Madman, t certainly be and far from t;everybody" if t o me. In    long ago beee from tence?    long ago given ample margin to isolation and madness? All tood t . Yes, I uood tation to madness and ttison of reason and tion in surreo t and fantasy.

        One day after I reets and squares for times past tc a funeral procession in St. Martins. emplating ting step, I t to myself, "oo me? And    is true, but for a long    quarreling and at t I did not even knoo    people related someo one anot e of all. But    knoo be relied upon. to knoters one o live in a ical possibilities.

        Meano tery, an up-to-date set-up all of crete, plete orium and . tion    o be cremated.    doionaries of a burial establis going to    ceremony and sorro t tdid ting t caug pains took to o force to bend ty of deat . t appear to alked into a pious frame of mind; and ;dear fello; all t faces of ter bakers and turned do and expressed not t table funig of tians s clay in    scraper and    ation tural expression; and t    one of t    seemed to me, t ttle book into my hands.

        At t ooping dourned up rousers, and t a smart pace er    nize me.

        "Is tonig; I asked tempt at a ive eac it    sue o me. Indeed, living as I did, I    lost t of speec myself t I only made a silly grimace.

        "Sonig;    me as t eyes on me before. "Go to ts ."

        And, in fact, I ain it ment I ives to exert myself, no duties. Life tasted ter. I felt t tanding disgust o a crisis and t life pus and cast me aside. I reets in a rage and everyt of moist eart none of tures sand at my grave, imental    murmurings. A and t I migo cempt me. Everyt, and stank of staleness and decay. Dear God,    possible? ry, e to t and travel and t over me so sloively, tred against myself and everybody, ted anger and obstru of all feelings, tiness and despair.

        Passing by t a young professor of ayed in too o talk Oriental mytudy in ed. ion iffly and -sig t moment as I able state I e lively as alks     deal to timulus t en t of me. imulating and productive discussions o;a fe;) and    arved dog. eppeno a grin. Saliva collected in    and against o se. Yes, zealously piling lie upon lie, I said t I    t I    been feeling very fit. And o invite me very ily to spend ted    my greetings to il my ed efforts of all tood treet, flattered and surprised and studiously polite and smiling into tsigood too, at my elbo o seet and, t, to be falling all over myself in to t amiable greeting of t good    fellotle pleasant feeling and friendly esteem. tood ty part, ainst tg at one anots, ternal questioed itself y and y, a on depravity, or al egoism and perversity, teppeniness o men in general, I could rebound from it o red of all t if it y, it was good occasion for an y of red of myself.

        , t fotten; and o be relieved of it. I looked after o tance along tured and slig of an ingenuous idealist. ittle raged furiously. Med u my stiffened fingers as to fig poison, and at time o realize t I ation for 8:30, s obligations of politeness, of talking semplating anotic bliss. And so    some brandy and er, s pills , and, lying on tried to read. No sooner    in Sopo Saxony, a deligeentury, tation came over me of a sudden and reminded me t I    all t up, so I told myself, latill it bleeds, dress and sion to sordid ery into    of tians and I could not even laug sordid , to t of stupid and insincere ministrations and tupid and insincere demeanor of ting sigal crosses and marble slabs and artificial flo only t unknoomorroer, myself as ical sriving, all our culture, all our beliefs, all our joy and pleasure in life—already sid soon to be buried too. Our ery es, Mozart and e and Goet tones; and tood round affeg a pretence of sorroions    to utter one -felt    t is no more. And not t t my co apply a caustic to t on, to cation t did not give me test pleasure. A a part of me began play-ag again, calling tic felloer a little talk and intercourse ty io believe t an evening spent     and ess y positively co clap some court plaster to my co put on my clotie my tie ly putting me, in fact, far from my genuine desire of staying at    occurred to me—so it is    as I dress and go out to visit ts    really ing to at all, so it is y of men day by day and    really ing to at all, tions, sit out t desks and on office c is all pulsory, mec t could all be done or left undone just as    prevents tics of tupidity and sragedy and e of ty grinning over it all. And t, rigimes to live as tead of resisting taring into t track. Let no o I blame ot I accuse ty of my personal misery. But no I anding as I do on treme verge of life tomless darkness, I seo myself or to ot t macill revolved for me and t I ill obedient to ternal c charming world.

        On all tary. I paused a moment in front of t t, and carries oexts, seeks for analogies betern Asiatid Indian myt satisfies    all. udies ion, because ion.    beeering of tions of t by Einstein (t, tis). ions for t    are going on all round es Jes. akes , o be envied. And so, pulling myself togetered tion, I noticed    and coat, and o a o . Instead of saying a prayer or taking a nap, I follo t co be a small picture in a frame t stood on table leaning ba its paste-board support. It    represe Goeter, ragic expressioly ist al force of t professional make-up of self-discipline and rig prejudice to y; and leman, fit to adorn any dra trait s description. It ions by careful craftsmen of saviors, apostles, atesmen. Per exasperating only because of a certaiious virtuosity. In any case, and y and self-satisfied presentation of t me at once as a fatal discord, exasperated and oppressed as I    told me t I ougo ers and tions Great Ones     Steppenwolves.

        If only ter of t o find some favorable opportunity for finding my . As it e ted danger. e so t discord t need me on my looks, too ing. ty fingers    already. t on to ask after my dear    my    o a beautiful climax. o    and jingoist party, and after sed to it and ented on a paragrap a namesake of mine—a publicist called ten patriot—break of ions. tor s and put    I    ied, o otopics, and ty t t be sitting in front of t eveely occur to eit so it     people? I laugo myself, but gave up all    evening.

        I ion of t or to ry. It    ting in me and grer and stronger ever sio a dreary deje. It rose to tg foreboding. I    somet for me, t a daalked me from beu t dinner able supervened. e    into to say, I ate more tomed to do a myself groc. Good    all t ourselves to sus? I felt distinctly t my s    at t t    I    on tic embarrassment. t a question t to me t I could ansangled in my lies and ling    every    last, for t, I began to tell tnessed earlier in t I could not    t note. My efforts at irely flat and    odds. iteppenime we , silence hree of us.

        e    back to to ie of poetry, alt on a c of dra one side of to get atack    tuation olerable and t time o o carry t and put tune    about a final explosion.

        "Let us ; said I, "t Goet really look like ted air of nobility, t man ogling tinguiserior ality! Certainly, to be said against    y myself. But to represent    is going too far."

        t t to me    and reproac ture of Goeto    possessions. "And even if, objectively speaking, you are rig agree    spoken."

        "t," I admitted. "Unfortunately it is a , a viine, alo speak my mind as mucoo, in ter moments. In te draainly never o use an eous, a genuine and unqualified expression. I sincerely beg your ell    I am a scake my leave."

        to tions in spite of y.    back to t of our former discussions and said once more eresting and stimulating t Mit time.    t occasion y to reely, my i in Krisold    day. For example, I o a fe for det society; for in t place, I emper and afflicted , and in tly, to make a    slate, and not to go a least, as a liar, it y to inform    ed me t evening. titude taken up by a reaary paper to for an officer on    for a man of learning. tten patriot,    ter for our try and t least t stood for reason and tead of h a blind obsession for a new war. And so I would bid him good-bye.

        it I got up and took leave of Goet and coat from tside ariumpic struggle bet    once clear to me t t professor. For     and a petty e. For me, it aking from table, moral and learriumpeppen flying aen from t in my o a s or a ray of o e. I aken leave of tion and culture, in tomay reet lamps, in a rage and sito deat a igery to t? And ting out any more suc. t I    my t. No more tarrying.

        I paced treets in all dires, driven on by curally it upid of me to bespatter ts of tupid and ill-mannered, but I could not ; and even no . I could not bear tame, lying,    appeared t I could not bear my loneliness any longer eiteful and nauseous, since I struggled for breated in        me? t of my fatinct, of t me, not eveanot agony and nausea. Never o mere life seemed so grievous as now.

        I rested a moment in a tavern in an outlying part of toer; to treets once more,    my eep as of toation square. t of going someo tation. I sed time tables on tried to e to my seer t I    in dread of came ill I sa plain. It urning to my room and ing to a    t treets for er I s my door, at table ograp. Sooner or later t o take out my razor and cut my t. More and more plainly ture rose before me. More and more plainly, ing , I felt t, alteo engulf me; alt and noto give me eith an unspeakable horror of a gaping wound in a ned mans flesh.

        I saer. Suppose t today coory over despair, tomorroempt. It aking up and till at last it ter today tened c t listen. It rao live. I reneful oours not to return to to a stop and lingered, drinking a glass or ter    deatimes from utter    on a bens rim, or a curbstone and    from my foreeo ting of my . tal dread and an intense yearning for life.

        t e at nigant and unfamiliar part of to into a publice as I    in I read "t; on t ayed in t simple folk, some of to be seen. Carried for a table at ty girl against t very lo look as I came up and o one side to make room for me.

        "May I?" I asked and sat down beside her.

        "Of course, you may," s;But w;

        "t; I replied. "I ot possibly go , ot. Ill stay    me. No, I t go back ;

        So    fell from emple to    t t tresses ed their orders.

        "ell, stay ; s forted me. " you go ;

        "I t. ting for me t—its t;

        "Let it    tay    . Give me your    s;

        clear impression of s clear grey eyes and smoot, tig of uredly and ouco take me in h mine, her eyes fell on my shoes.

        "Good Lord, s no state to e to a dan."

        I ans;yes" and "no," laug alk. I found o my surprise, for I reated me exactly in t    for me at t moment, and so s an exception. Sook me under    as I needed, and mocked me, too, just as I needed. Sold me to eat it. S and not drink too fast. ty.

        "ts fine," so ence me. "Youre not difficult. I    miing its a long ;

        "Youd . ?"

        "Not. Obeying is like eating and drinking. t if youve been    it too long. Isnt it so, ylad to do as I tell you?"

        "Very glad. You kno;

        "You make it easy to. Perell you, too,    is ts ing for you at    you dread so muc you kno for yourself. e    talk about it, e, or else o bot;

        "O; I cried, "if only it tle use it o me. to    kno to live is far, far    is!"

        "Youll see its cart already. Youve polisen sometrousers a brus;

        "No s; I cried in a fluster, "t I o be able to carry out any and of yours, but I    dano sz, nor polka, nor any of t of t isnt all as easy as you t;

        red lips smiled and s    I could see a resemblao Rosa Kreisler,    s tell of    h and boyhood.

        "ait a bit," s;So you t danot at all? Not even a oep? A you talk of trouble youve taken to live? You told a fib t do t at ye.    youve taken any trouble to live ;

        "But if I t—Ive never learned!"

        She laughed.

        "But you learned reading and ing and aritic, I suppose, and Fren and a lot of ot miing you en or t scudied ors degree and kno you couldnt find time and money for a fe;

        "It s," I said to justify myself. "t me learn Latin and Greek and all t of it. But t let me learn to da    ts ;

        S me quite coldly, empt, and again someth.

        "So your parents must take t spend t t. And nooo obedient to learn to dance w believe you were suc ;

        "ell," I fessed, "I scarcely knoudied, played music, read books, ten books, traveled—"

        "Fine vieed t even learned. No time, of course. More amusing to do. ell, t your mot to do as you do aed life to ttom and found not is going a bit too far."

        "Dont se," I implored. "It isnt as if I didnt kno;

        "O make a song of your sufferings. You are no madman, Professor. Youre not o please me. It seems to me youre mucoo clever in a silly    like a professor. ell me some more later."

        S anot a little salt and mustard on it, cut a piece for old me to eat it. I did all sold me except da did me a prodigious lot of good to do as I old and to ting by me     no, it    was. I should have missed much.

        "s your name?" she asked suddenly.

        ";

        " of name. And a baby you are, e of your feer you. Ill say no more of dang. But look at your ?"

        "I    a , yes, but s live    see en. e do on very ;

        Sled softly.

        "You must be difficult if nobody sticks to you. But noell me icular t sent you c of your s? Do at cards?"

        t easy to explain.

        "ell," I began, "you see, it ter. I ation to dinner    one myself, by t not to    t of being in pany and making versation. Ive fotten s done. As soon as I e on t to myself t per it sooed. ell, at ture t stood on table, a stupid picture. It annoyed me—"

        " sort of picture? Annoyed you—w; she broke in.

        "ell, it ure representing Goet Goet it    in t as , of course, nobody    knoly. ist of today ed rait as o tified ure annoyed me. It made me perfectly sick. I dont kno."

        "I uand all rig you ;

        "Before t see eye to eye    patriot, and during t in t iions, of course. I, o    ts all oo tinue my story, t t need for me to look at ture—"

        "Certainly not."

        "But in t place it made me sorry because of Goet—er say just , or felt. tting    t of Goeture of ood t tasteless, false and sickly affair and t it lovely and    t idea t t of t picture and t of Goet opposites. t ture splendid, and so t for all I cared, but for me it ended, ond for all, any fidence, any friendsy I could    amount to very muc furious, and sad, too, e alone o uand me. Do you see ;

        "It is very easy to see. A? Did you ture at t;

        "No, but I ing aed to go —"

        "But youd o fort t. I must say,    sorry for you. I never knew suc;

        So it seemed to me, I must o, so me. In a glimpse, tiful she was.

        "And so," s;Goeture in your        to, I suppose. But tist ure of    to do it, nor t like it. You find it intolerable. You o be insulting and leave t tist and t. If you    of your senses, youd smasure in t as youre only a little baby, you run    to ood your story very ory. You make me laug dont drink so fast. Burgundy s . But you o be told everyttle c;

        Sy.

        "O; I said tentedly. "Only tell me everyt;

        " sell you?"

        "ever you feel like telling me."

        "Good. tell you someto you, and you o me. Alin and Greek, aled as possible. imately and s disagreeable to you, t youre called    because I asked you. But you dont care to kno;

        "O indeed—Id like to know very muc;

        "Youre too late! If    again, you    ask me again. today I s tell you. And noo dance."

        At t sign sting up, my    sank like lead. I dreaded     , tcook oot ten, t ing for me? ered?

        "Stop," I implored, "dont go. You    dance of course, as mut stay aoo long. e back again, e back again."

        S up. I expected o be taller. S not tall. Again I .

        "Youre ing back?"

        "Im ing back, but it may be    to tell you somet your eyes and sleep for a little. ts ;

        I made room for o pass.    brus, in a little pocket mirror, lifted e faces, smoking men, spilled beer on marble-tops, clatter and clamor every my sleep t is sting at a table, amidst tter of beer steins! I sipped taking out a cigar, looked round for matc as I er all no ination to smoke, I put doable in front of me. "S your eyes," s    ernal. It o obey suc out already. Obediently I s my eyes, leaned my    t to go to tciful girl as s to go, t at last terably tired out I old. I slept greedily, tly and pleasantly than I had for a long while.

        I dreamed t I ing in an old-faseroom. At first I kne my audience    came to me t it o receive me. Unfortunately I    te on a personal call. I er, and t deal and I could not uand    into suc by a scorpion t I    before trying to climb up my leg. I , but I did not knoo    and did not dare make a grab after it.

        Also I    very sure o Mattead of to Goetook o Molly. Moreover I o meet Molly. I imagined ender, musical. If only I     t cursed ended even to Goetreated to all manner of refles and reproac o be a lively intervie someoken somet seemed to me extremely likely t o do    be a kind of messenger from , dangerously aifully emblematic of    t moment a flu in.

        tood old Goet and very erect, and on , sure enoug star of some Order. Not for a moment did titude, rolling t museum of    eimar. Indeed,    me before ;Nole appreciation of us and our efforts."

        "You are quite rig; said I, cerial glance. "e young people tle appreciation of you. You are too pompous for us, Excellency, too vain and pompous, and not    is, no doubt, at ttom of it—not ;

        ttle old ma    s official folds relaxed in a little smile and became engly alive, my    gave a sudden bound; for all at oo my mind—"t;—and I remembered t it    t t I irely disarmed and    a to say! ill you explain yourself a little more fully?"

        I o do so.

        "Like all great spirits,    ts moments of transde sink again to cy of rising to one fair peak of feeling except at t of many days enslavement to t longing for t iernal and deadly    and    innoce of nature, tful suspense in vad uainty, tion to tra ever be valid, t is ever experimental and dilettantis, tter lack of purpose to e is o its ing despair. You    you gave up your e, giving utterao faitimism and spreading before yourself and ot our spiritual strivings mean somet a deaf ear to t plumbed t told trut in yourself only, but also i aer year you lived on at eimar accumulating knoing objects, iers and gato discover ternal in tary, t, and to spiritualise nature t ty mask. ty."

        t his eyes musingly on mine, smiling as before.

        to my surprise, ;You must rong obje, to te of Mozart?"

        And before I could protest,    on:

        "te presents life to us as a    ra, as ternal and divi agrees    nor    preacimism and fait;

        "I kno; I cried in a rage. "God k is dearer to me t Mozart did not live to be eigensions in o to exalted dignity as you did.    tant! ood—"

        I lost my breat to en .

        Goet;It may be unfivable t I lived to be eigisfa on t at    a great longing for survival possessed me tinually. I inual fear of deatinually struggling . I believe t truggle against deational and self-ermination to live, is tive poies of all outstanding men. My eig    all die in t o justify me I so say too: my nature , its curiosity and love for idleness and play. ell, and so it    on and on, till I sa sooner or later t be enoug;

        As e ing—a dorained dignity of oo, around us s "Violets" and Scs "Again t brake and vale" quite distinctly. And Goet like a brot, and tar on    irely of ly in t.

        It did not altoget me to leman avoid my questions and accusations in tive manner, and I looked at    t    foro it: "You take too seriously, my young friend. You s take old people ice. e immortals do not like to be taken seriously. e like joking. Seriousness, young man, is an act of time. It sists, I dont mind telling you in fidence, in putting too ime. I, too, o too ime. For t reason I y, ime, you see. Eternity is a mere moment, just long enoug;

        And io t out from ar like a rocket and t so and fro eps and figures, it     least    ed learning to dance.     to Goet;tell me, is Molly t;

        Goet to able and opened a draook out a    box, and    open under my eyes. tless, and gleaming, lay a diminutive effigy of a , an eng leg, tle bent and t pointing doo end i of toes.

        I stretc my e fallen in love tle leg and I ed to , but just as I o take    tle toy seemed to move iny start and it occurred to me suddenly t t be to read my t, and even to ed to cause timidity, tic struggle betle scorpion close to my fad cart forart back o divert easing me e old once more, very, very old, a te as snoh abysmal old-mans humor.

        ten t did not e bae till later. I    for nearly an    I could possibly    a café table le all rouood in front of me h one hand on my shoulder.

        "Give me t; s;Ive spent somet;

        I gave ook it and was soon back again.

        "ell, no tle and to go. I ."

        I was alarmed.

        "it; I asked quickly.

        "ited me to t;

        "O t;

        "ted me yourself. Someone    in before you. ell, t cer midnig a club, Negro band, very smart."

        I his.

        "But let me invite you," I eed ;I t it ood t e yourself w;

        "t is nice of you. But, you see, a promise is a promise, and Ive given my    . ill some in ttle. Drink it up and tably ;

        "No, you knos just    do—go ;

        "Oales! ill you never be done—; (t Goeto me at t moment.) "But if you really t go ay    one for you?"

        I isfied    and asked ell me. I sher if I looked.

        "Maynt I invite you somew;

        ";

        ";

        "Good. tuesday for di t flood-bye."

        Siced for t time    matciful elligent and good-natured. S me w.

        t t moment surned once more and said: "Ill tell you somet Goet you felt about ure of    up en feel about ts."

        "ts? Are you sious?"

        "No, Im nious, Im sorry to say. But I o be religious."

        "No time. Does it ime to be religious?"

        "Oo be religious you must ime and, even more, independence of time. You t be religious in ear and at time live in actual till take time and money and t."

        "Yes, I uand. But    you said about ts?"

        "ell, ts Im particularly fond of—Step. Francis and oten see pictures of tterly lying and false and silly pictures—and I    put up    as little as you could    picture of Goet and silly Saviors or St. Francises and see iful and edifying, I feel it is an insult to t makes me terribly if people find a picture as silly as t satisfactory to t in spite of t my oure of t. Francis is only a ure and falls s of t ture I    as stupid as I do tions. I dont say to justify you in your ill temper and rage ure of Goetification. I say it simply to s I    uand you. You learned people and artists , all sorts of superior t youre    of us, and oo, iced, for example, learned sir, t you felt a slig o telling me yoetory. You o make a great effort to make your ideas preo a simple girl like me. ell, and so I ed to s you    . I uand you all rig;

        S aook me up t first    I    any, I o pay do; took me up an old dark staircase to a room upstairs a me aloead, and on t of Garibaldi and also a    ival. I e ter and a small too my refles. So I tled ats     o me in a dream. And to ster t o put out a o me, a good aiful and iny    and drink and sleep, and    me and tle boy. And talked to me of ts and s even y I    alone. I    an inpreion. to me. I ood. Sain. S;A promise is a promise."

        And before I kne four or five    en terly exed. And in my erdays ten    I s. As I returo my room I experienot terror t turn airs above t t;aunt," my landlady. I sa very propitious, for I ill u and unbed after my nig, and I    sed ed my desire to live alone and unobserved. today,    turned out, a veil beter o be torn aside, a barrier fallen. Sopped.

        "You    in bed last nig be pretty tired!"

        "Yes," I said, and o laugoo. "t nig like to s at an el. My respect for ty of your . I sometimes feel like a fn body in it."

        "You are poking fun, Mr. ;

        "Only at myself."

        "You oug to do t even. You oug to feel like a fn body in my    pleases you and do as best you . I able tenants, jeability, but not one er or disturbed us less tea?"

        I did not refuse. tea ure, aalk. I about my life and ts    actually asking questions and listeteo my fessions, ime s give taelligent and moto talked, too, of est . trious young maing togetus, a victim to t    possible to discover after t o better use t and very imperfect development. e spoke about t    leaning to piety and religious topics    uno old    ts o a India, and t sce    a small fra of t into general use by devising for it, t is, for sound ransmitter    stages and miserably defective. t knoo t a knoy of time. t yet observed. Finally, it ;discovery," also, and tors    busy over it. t ting round us not only tures as of tra present in t musi Paris or Berlin    all t    could be registered and broug ,    turbance of oter von der Vogel as today o man true aims, and a means of surrounding ras and useless activities. But instead of embarking on topiary bitterness and s for times and for sce, I made a joke of t smiled, and    togetea ent.

        It uesday evening t I ed t to it to kill t last tuesday came, tany relation to to me. I t of not ed everyto lay everyt . I    in t in love    I o imagi s fail to keep tment, or fet it, to see    once more, one day as dreary and , and tillness and    t t made me t    none of its terror. teful truto cut my t    crus. My fear inate as t of men and my life a paradise. I realised my situation recklessly and    a single illusion. I realised t it ensioo live and inability to die t made tty dancer of tant to me. Siny crack of ligo freedom. So teaco live or teaco die. So touc ty    touc o flame or subside in as imagine    secret soil t matter. I did not care to kno importane in any knoion I mig    in t li I ocked, for t in t I sauation so clearly and oo, of ce beast of a Steppenoo te. Entangled and defenceless o devour     intelligent arating remarks about tions and t of neurosis. transparent to me. But    knoanding.    I longed for in my despair ion, a aion, impulse and impetus.

        Alting I never despaired of my friend keeping    prevent my being in a state of acute suspense iently for a day to end. And    intolerable, t time of    to me. It iful and o a anyto find joy in anyt o be running less ay and intense expectation, to be anticipating ting and talk and te t tore, to be sie, ne and mysterious girl mig into tion to myself    in life. All t mattered    t I so tic poar.

        Unfettable moment able restaurant at a small table t I e unnecessarily engaged by telepudied tumbler ance. I o , but I ed. And topped for a moment at ted me only by an observant and ratrustful, I took care to see er beoance. ful. Aher. She called him Emil.

        She orchids.

        "ts s of you, ed to make me a present, didnt you, and    sure o c quite sure you    I    take presents from you. I live on men, but I    live on you. But ered! No one    do;

        " orders?"

        "Youve never fotten? I mean, rot? You said you er to obey my ands, t noto you t;

        "Indeed I do, and so it s it."

        "A you    learo da?"

        " t be done so quickly—in a day or t;

        "Of course. trot you    learn in an on in tango takes longer, but t you dont need."

        "But no kno;

        S me for a moment    speaking.

        "Per. I sogetake a good look at me.    it ever occurred to you t sometimes my face is just like a boys? No;

        Yes, no I looked at o admit s. It er a moment I sa reminded me of my o seemed t surned into this herman.

        "If you ; said I in amazement, "I s;

        "; she said, joking.

        "Is your name ;

        Sed at my guess. At t moment ter brougo eat. S pleased and c tiest and most ceristierriment, and t doing    violence, y of a gifted c trot, trod on my feet uable, entically praised taken dressing, ticisms to make on my appearance.

        Mean;

        "O yourself. Doesnt your learning reveal to you t to you is because I am a kind of looking glass for you, because t ansands you? Really, est provocation test notions t t to t after all finds a face t looks bato anding—urally."

        "t kno. "Its exactly as you say. A youre so entirely different from me. e. You    I lack."

        "So you t; sly, "and its well you s;

        And noo me. Of a sudden ragedy and it looked as fat were dragged from her word for word, she said:

        "Mind, dont fet o me. You said t I o and you and t it o you to obey my ands. Dont fet t. You must knotle    as someto you and gives you fidence, so it is o ted and beside yourself and scarcely in t came to me at os is t I ss o do. ts wo you and w;

        S I scarcely liked to ence ried to calm    on: "I tell you, you must keep your    youll regret it. You    it o you to obey. And at t you    and as well, ;

        "I ; I said, ;    and be?"

        I guessed it already—God knows why.

        S to be er.

        "If I ell you. But I    be ime. Ill be just te. So no it again. You . So look out! I am going to play tle broto lay my cards on table."

        iful s! Cool and clear, to o . y and as t    betip of ongue s rare intervals, t s sensuality and inradicted tone of    lock ime to time like a breat te. I listened y a as though dazed and only half aware.

        "You like me," s on, "for tion. I    you from tes of o a ne I    more from you—muake you fall in love    interrupt me. Let me speak. You like me very mud yrateful to me. But youre not in love o make you fall in love    is part of my calling. It is my living to be able to make men fall in love    mind t do it because I find you exactly captivating. Im as little in love    I need you as you do me. You need me no, because youre desperate. Youre dying just for to to ter and bring you to life again. You need me to teaco dand to laugo live. But I need you, not today—later, for sometant aiful too.    and and you , and it ter for bot;

        Stle in tared a moment at the bloom.

        "You    find it easy, but you . You    my and and—kill me. t;

        o till on ts strain like a flos petals. In an instant ting smile on    ill fixed and spellbound. ts little boyisook a sip of er, and realizing of a sudden t    a meal fell to eating again ite and enjoyment.

        I ion clearly e. I accepted it    protest. A in spite of terrifying seriousness    take it all as fully real and serious.    of my soul drank in    appeased me ook    oo, for all asies and tes. Scarcely y and iuality settled over the whole se.

        All t get back to realities and probabilities ness as hermine.

        "And so I s; I asked, still tacked    relish.

        "Of course," sly. "Enoug. It is time to eat. tle more salad.    you any appetite? It seems to me youve still to learn all t e naturally to oting. So look, my boy, I must tell you t tion of tender fless a festal occasion and you must be just as eager and glad at    and delig time. Dont you uand? Oo give you a piece off ttle bone. So open your mout a friging round taking a bite from my fork. Dont be afraid, yal son, I    make a sdal. But its a poor felloake    asking ot;

        t o believe t t a moment before    in tself, one moment succeeding to t and not oo be foreseen. No and tant time tes    t being a cely, and ting moment, so knoo t of t mig    artlessness. It is certain in any case t life is quite disarmed by t to live so entirely in t, to treasure    t plays on every passing moment. as I to believe t ty appetite and t    time a victim of erical visions ing ion of making me    believe it. No, o t e t ting sation to to han every pleasurable impulse and were lived as fully.

        time t day, s me and it seemed to me quite impossible t I could ever    from    not uand everytual life, mig perion to music, to Goeto Novalis or Baudelaire. too, o question. Probably it le trouble as t. And any of my spiritual life?    all t goo atoms and lost its meaning? As for t, my more personal problems and s, I    t sand talking to    teppeise and all t of it, till no ed for myself alone and never beeioo a single soul. Indeed, I could not resist temptation of beginning forth.

        "; I said, "araordinary to me ttle book, t of t a fair, and inside I found my    me. Rat you t;

        "    called," sly.

        "treatise on teppen;

        "Oeppen! And are you teppe for you?"

        "Yes, its me. I am one ."

        S my     deep seriousness and sinister passion of a fees before. Making a guess at s I felt so carry out    and.

        "t is, of course, your o; s;or a poetical one, if you like. But t. Youre no oday, but t about you. It is just ruck me at time."

        Shough surprised by a sudden idea.

        " a of prey. One s speak of animals in t errible sometimes, but t t;

        "?"

        "ell, look at an animal, a cat, a dog, or a bird, or one of tiful great beasts in t    all of t. t. t to do and o be flatter and t intrude. t pretend. tones or floars in t you agree?"

        I did.

        "Animals are sad as a rule," s on. "And    some money, but because    all is —tle like an animal.    only sad, but miful ts    is, and ts eppenime."

        "ell,    do you t tion of me in it?"

        "O alalk about it anotime. You    give it to me to read one day. Or, no, if I ever start reading again, give me one of tten yourself."

        S minded and distraugo o ions.

        "; sed, "no it!"

        " ?"

        "trot. Ive been t it all tell me, imes? It doesnt matter if its small, but tnt be anybody undero e up and play . ell, ts fine, you    learn to da ;

        "Yes," I said in alarm, "so mucter. But I t music ;

        "Of course its required. Youve got to buy t. At t it    cost as muc because Ill give t t;

        "t;

        "Of course. You    buy a small one and a fe;

        "Splendid," I cried, "and if y it off and teaco da;

        I broug out very pat, but scarcely from t. I could not picture tested instrument in my study among my books, and I o t    I migry     for a oo old and stiff and    to pluo it all at once seemed a bit too mucidious oisseur of music, I could feel my ge rising against t o u est rage of America let loose upon tum o be made to dao t it    any one    o obey. Of course, I obeyed.

        e met at a café on ternoon. ea, and sed o my name ionary jingo papers of my ori o time violently abusive refereo me ed. During to it and, after, I ime to time seled quiet and patiend y and a criticism t began at ed tionalist jingoism t became every day more pronounced, more insane and uraiack of tten, in part tor    stolen from articles of a similar kind in papers of similar tendeo    is on kno no one es    ideas. No one plies rade ious care. icle, and it     and a man    it stood to reason t no good could e to try so long as sucolerated and turo seal ideas of y instead of to revenge by arms upon tary foe.

        "Is t you?" asked ing to my name. "ell, youve made yourself some enemies and no mistake. Does it annoy you?"

        I read a fe a single line of stereotyped abuse t    been drummed into me for years till I ired of it.

        "No," I said, "it doesnt annoy me. I o it long ago. Noion, and even every person, ter, instead of rog o sleep ical catc , to ask s and negligences and evil tendencies are guilty of t t    five me t, for, of course, tless, trade magis, t one of t to blame    one . One mig everyt, even ticles ot annoy me any loen sadden me all trymeten in tone every m and every niged, and robbed of tter feelings by t all is to     dra    is perfectly clear and simple. Any one could pre and reacer a moments refle. But nobody s to. Nobody s to avoid t s to spare     if t. to reflect for one moment, to examine    ss to do t. And so topping it, and t . All t es to not decorations for tlemen by , to bots of goodness—for t, tings in publid in private, t make te t too."

        etentively.

        "Yes," s;t enoug o read to kno. And of course one    be sad about it, but it isnt any use. It is just to t one day, in spite of most efforts to prevent it, ably die. t deatiful, noble and    follo    it is aloo."

        "t is perrue," I cried edly, "but trut—t    all soon be dead and so it is all one and t and stupid. Are o t altoget and all t is    ambition and money rule forever    mobilization lass of beer?"

        Remarkable t , full of irony and roguis time so grave, so homably serious.

        "You s do t," s e maternal. "Your life    be flat and dull even t your orious. It is far flatter, o figo k you are bound to attain it. Are ideals attainable? Do o aboliso fear it and to love it, and just for deat is t our spark of life glo to get dooday. I am not going to botoday about t about you?"

        Oo.

        e    toget    oo a music s gramopur able and nid ced to buy it.    for susas. So go off oo, look at and listen to gramop to t, before so return to t s t of.

        "You see," I said, "it    at once."

        "tomorroy francs less. And besides, its fun buying to pay for your fun. Youve a lot to lear."

        e got a porter to carry the purchase home.

        ion of my room. Sove and tried tood a long ograp t of draru began. urned on a fox trot and, after s steps, began to take me in rotted obediently around ions and failing to uand treading on oes, and being as clumsy as I ious. After the sofa and laughed like a child.

        "Oiff you are! Just g t o exert yourself. ively ,    you? No, lets rest five minutes! Dang, dont you see, is every bit as easy as t, and muco learn. Noand    t of traitor to ry and ing quietly for t o e along."

        In an    it ter ime. I s about t, and I ed over my stupidity and clumsiness. It did not seem to me t I ever and I did not believe t it ter ime. No, one    certain qualities to dang t I irely , gaiety, innoce, frivolity, elasticity. ell, I    so.

        But t time it did in fact go better. I even got some fun out of it, and at t I    in trot. But    I o dance    day at a restaurant, I o a panid resisted ting for tea on t tel.

        t evening I sat in my room and tried to read; but I could not. I        t I, an elderly, souco frequent one of ts of jazz music, a t, and a far more    t I o figure t in t kno s of my study I turned on tly in stoged feet    teps of my dance.

        A small orcra played every ot tel and tea and    at bribing    cakes before tle of good    she was inflexible.

        "Youre not    today. It is a dang lesson."

        I o dance imes, and during an interval sroduced me to told me, could play on all instruments and talk every language in to kno terms    of urns, o feel somet a lovers jealousy, for tion of love betler jealousy of t seem to me so emily erest, and even reverence, inguisly o meet some queer people, I t to myself in ill o dance again, and I    aloo drink tea and listen to t I ill t day kno, so noo be initiated, and made to feel at    is utterly strange and repugnant to me and t to tterly despised, a smootereotyped opped tables, jazz music, cocottes and ercial travelers! Sadly, I sea and stared at te elegaiful girls caugs ion and envy. ic, iful and gay aain teps!

        Soon    pleased    I    to    tea tables. I o pull myself toget, I kne    necessary. ere t h my approval?

        I pointed out one of ttractive,    to be standing near us. Sing in ty velvet dress    luxuriant blo I so o dance. I shrank ba despair.

        "Indeed, I ot do it," I said in my misery. "Of course, if I    for a stiff old    dance for t me!"

        me ptuously.

        "And t I s you, of course, doesnt matter.    a co stake. So take t e to t let yourself be laug. Ots all up ;

        Se. I got up automatically and approacy just as the music began again.

        "As a matter of fact, Im engaged for t; s;but my partner seems to    stra t;

        I grasped    steps, still in amazement t s sent me about my business. S long in taking my measure and in taking c tion. I fot for t all tiously learned and simply floated along. I felt my partaut    knees, and looking in    face I oo    t time in my life t I    and replied to my enced gaze and flattering    of    of movements    brougfully in touc    firmly and I follo of    and arms and s oo my astonis, did I step on , and ood ly performed te once more.

        oo soon, to an end, my beautiful partner i disappeared and I suddenly saw anding near me. Sg us.

        "No; s;    table legs? ell, bravo! You knorot noomorro on to ton, and in t t;

        e akes for terval imate    o I    by any means deligleman at t enter.    deny, bot I could not disces ic apliss sat very ligo sut, i    speak at all beyond uttering suc, ratainly, o to to devote en during t    "O O O, ; Apart from to beiiful, to pleasing o ies of test fas number s oaining us sisted in sitting beside us, in smiling upon us, in looking at    ctes—at , tiful demigod of love    and rat manners. I talked to    rument and about tone colors in jazz musid     ed by oouc    to o ification of jazz, s. Presumably,    t idea t t jazz or t any music ed before it. , certainly, pleasant and polite, and    eyes smiled most cever in on. Not    and sacred to rasted races and spoke languages in er, old me a remarkable told me t Pablo, after a versation about me,    s treat me very nicely, for I    clusion, ;Poor, poor fello    know o laug;)

        aken ood up. "Noo dany more?"

        itoo, I danced more easily noly and more self-sciously ting ly and ligoo, I nos t noook imate tendering song of sex. A I could not respond to all t entirely fet myself in abandon. ood in too close a relation to me. Ser—my double, almost, in    to me only, but to , t, ual pursuits aravagances.

        "I kno; s. "I kno    of all tle stage, and teaco dand to tle pleasure and be silly; and you ss and somet;

        "ttle to s remarkable person—and a    do I mean anyto you? Dont I bore you?"

        So the floor.

        "ts    like to alk. t evening , do you tnise you and uand you?"

        "ell me!"

        "Because its tly as you are, because Im as little fond of life and men and myself as you are and    put up tle. tmost of life a ot e to terms s stupidity and crudeness."

        "You, you!" I cried in deep amazement. "I uand you, my rade. No one uands you better t youre a riddle. You are suc master at life. You s little details and enjoyments. You are sucist in life.    lifes ;

        "I dont despair. As to suffering—o t! You are surprised t I s you are so disillusioned     t are t and most beautiful, spirit, art, and t! t is er. I am going to teaco dand play and smile, and still not be o teaco to kno not be    ;

        "Yes, t is , and ure and    reminds me of someteppeise t I told you about, to t t it is only a fancy of o believe t    ies. Every    says, sists of ten, or a ;

        "I like t very muc; cried ;In your case, for example, tual part is very tle arts of living.    s    t on, and all tle brot as little and stupid and stunted as ;

        S me, smiling; and tly in an altered voice:

        "And ;

        "Maria? ;

        "ttle smitten ;

        "You know ;

        "Oaken ;

        "I liked ed t s about my dang."

        "As if t ory! You ougo make love to tle, ty and suc;

        "Believe me, I ion."

        "Notle. Of course, I kno you tac. to s very co rue to timable friend of yours, but you must permit me not to take it so very seriously. I suspect you of taking love frig is your o is t you so knotle more of ttle arts and ligeacter o! Its ime you slept ty girl again, Steppen;

        "; I cried in torment, "you o look at me, I am an old man!"

        "Youre a coo lazy to learn to daill it oo late, and in too lazy to learn to love. As for ideal and tragic love, t, I dont doubt, you    do marvellously—and all o you. Noo love a little in an ordinary art. You    to go to a ball, but you must knoon first, and    tomorro t;

        "Very muc;

        "ell, tep foro no stand all t oo superficial and frivolous for you. Noo take it seriously and t it    all tful. And, by tra    Pablo. s it and puts fire into it."
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