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 It was beyond everything dear to him to have a being beside him who was pleased to be seated near him; and who was glad that they had gone out and were there together. Poldik looked smilingly at her as at a fair picture, and all through that afternoon he felt as if he must say continually how he loved her. But he did not say it. Indeed all he managed to force himself to say was “Well then, Malka, when are we two to pair off.”

“That is for you to settle Poldik, dear,” responded Malka. And here Poldik thought that he knew everything, and that he had need of nothing more in the world.