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There was a suspicion of tears in her upturned eyes as she looked at him from out of their glowing depths, but she took him at his word, and with a visible effort brought back the smile to her countenance as he returned to his chair at the opposite side of the table. "There is little to tell you of myself, Saberevski," she replied, while he helped himself to another cigarette.
But I regarded them, as well as Saberevski himself, with the American idea and from an American standpoint. It had always seemed to me so unnecessary that conditions should exist as I had heard them described over there.
I am better away from it, and it is much better with me away; believe me." "And his majesty, the czar? Is he also of that opinion, my friend?" "His majesty, the czar, does me the honor, princess, to approve of my present plans and conduct," replied Saberevski with slow and low toned emphasis.
"Pardon me, Saberevski," she interrupted him; "but did the knowledge of my expected visit come to you through a printed announcement, or were you informed of it even before the printers had set the type?" "I see that I must be quite frank with you," he laughed. "Between friends frankness is always best," she retorted. "In that case I will begin again, princess." "It would be better and wiser."
Among them was a box of Russian cigarettes which she now indicated by a gesture, while with a smile which lighted her face wonderfully and gave to it that added charm that is indescribable, she said: "There are some of your favorite cigarettes, Saberevski.
What was it that directed his prophetic vision across the mystery of many months, to discover us two, standing side by side, when we perused his letter? What was it that told him that we would love and wed? Many years have passed since that night on the steamship's deck, and we have never seen nor heard from Saberevski since. He was a mystery to me when I knew him; he remains a mystery still.
"Saberevski knew me to be a nihilist, and warned me against it that day," she said to me. "He was the dearest friend I ever had," I replied; and she murmured: "He was a good man." Who can tell how Alexis Saberevski could have foreseen this meeting of the ways, between Zara and me?
They did not, could not know it; but I do. "Mr. Derrington," he said, speaking with great deliberation, as though he weighed each word he uttered, "we will end this farce of questions and answers. They are unnecessary as far as I am concerned, and are unworthy of you. A long time ago I held a conversation in this very room with your friend Alexis Saberevski who possesses my entire confidence.
"You knew, then, that I was here in New York, princess?" he asked of her presently, peering at her through the smoke he was making; and he smiled comfortably across the distance that separated them. "I knew you were in America, Saberevski; and to me America means New York.
The fact that I am one, has stationed me in New York by choice, and not by direction; but I thank God that I am here to greet you upon your arrival because I hope by very plain speaking to change a course you have determined upon, and to induce you " "Wait one moment, Saberevski. Don't you think that you are getting rather beyond your depth?
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