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 land. Height, five feet, eleven inches. Black eyes and eyebrows, auburn hair. Weight, about—let's see—a hundred and seventy—"

"Much more—two hundred."

"Two hundred! Nonsense!"

"My heart is so heavy."

"Don't be a bore."

"Am I a bore?" She nodded.

"What must I do to amuse?"

"Oh, tell me anything that's interesting—tell me about yourself."

He sobered. "I have already told you too much."

She leaned toward him sweetly. "You can trust me. I am a woman who can keep a secret."

"I believe it," he answered, in the same grave tone. "Otherwise I never would have breathed a word of my mission here."

"You know," she continued, laying her hand on his arm, "I am with you in all sympathy. I understand your noble wish to help your people. If you had been a Nihilist I never could have listened to you with such confidence. But your 79