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her maid to quench the fire, dreading we should quarrel. 

 She knew our temper, and she acted accordingly. How- 

 ever, she was disappointed. We both saw her, the 

 maid, breaking the logs, half burnt, and burying them 

 in the ashes. We were so excited that neither one of 

 us would say a word to stop her perhaps she would 

 not have paid an attention because she had been ordered 

 to do it, volens nolens. So we remained as I have said 

 until 4 a. m. When we parted he told me Mr. Louis, 

 some other day we shall resume our conference. I 

 want to convince you ! "Well if that is your aim you 

 will be deceived. You ought to know it by to-night's 

 experience. You have acknowledged twice that you 

 were touched, and you did not touch me once. Be- 

 cause you are too obstinate. No ! ! but because your 

 arguments are too dull. Your best arguments were 

 the Holy Scriptures! Who has written these 

 apocryphal books ? the logicians of the Apocalypse f 

 This is another authority which is as clear as a bottle 

 of ink. . . . Good night ! Bonne nuit ! Au revoir ! 

 We met the following day. I mean at 7 or 8 o'clock 

 in the morning of that day. The following day he had 

 to rejoin his regiment in his ~barrack seminary at 

 Reims, where I saw him once more in the " grand 

 seminary" where he was Professor of Theology. We 

 began an argument but on such a high diapason that he 

 suddenly told me we must part. Here the walls have 



