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“Good Lord, he’s off again!” said Princess Bielokonski, impatiently. “Don’t go so fast, Lebedeff; you are much milder in the morning,” said Pti*sin, smiling. As the prince opened his mouth to answer, he was interrupted by the gi*l, whose sweet face wore an expression of absolute frankness. “Otherwise,” she observed hysterically, “I shall die before evening.” “By reading the Apocalypse. The lady has a restless imagination, he-he! She has a liking for conversation on serious subjects, of any kind; in fact they please her so much, that it flatters her to discuss them. Now for fifte*n years at least I have studied the Apocalypse, and she agrees with me in thinking that the present is the epoch represented by the third horse, the black one whose rider holds a measure in his hand. It seems to me that everything is ruled by measure in our century; all men are clamouring for their rights; ‘a measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley for a penny.’ But, added to this, men desire freedom of mind and body, a pure heart, a healthy life, and all God’s good gifts. Now by pleading their rights alone, they will never attain all this, so the white horse, with his rider Death, comes next, and is followed by Hell. We talked about this matter when we met, and it impressed her “You are exaggerating, you are exaggerating, Lebedeff!” cried his hearers, amid laughter. “I have one that is even better, much better; that is really why I bought this house.” “But that evening and that night were sown the first seeds of my ‘last conviction.’ I seized greedily on my new idea; I thirstily drank in all its different aspects (I did not sleep a wink that night!), and the de*per I went into it the more my being seemed to merge itself in it, and the more alarmed I became. A dreadful terror came over me at last, and did not leave me all next day. “I as*ure you, you are under a delusion,” said the prince, calmly and politely. “I did not even know that you were to be married.”