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On my way to my bed a distance of perhaps thirty feet I was patted on the back by Harree, Pompom and Bathhouse John, congratulated by Monsieur Auguste, and saluted by Fritz. Arriving, I found myself the centre of a stupendous crowd. People who had previously had nothing to say to me, who had even sneered at my unwashed and unshaven exterior, now addressed me in terms of more than polite interest.

We recognise Nietzsche in Dostoïevsky's "the old morality of the old slave man," and a genuine poet in "the secret of the earth mingles with the mystery of the stars." His naïve conception of eternity as "a chamber something like a bathhouse, long neglected, and with spider's webs in its corners" reminds us of Nietzsche when he describes his doctrine of the Eternal Recurrence.

Sometimes he rode his well-known white horse, but oftener he walked. He bathed in the open sea, making, as one expressed it, twenty-five tents out of the Pacific Ocean, by avoiding the bathhouse. Was this the charm that drew him forth so early? It not seldom chanced that we walked downtown together. At times he was quite communicative, speaking of himself in a way that was peculiar.

Since that time Anany began to grow rich. One day his bathhouse burned down, and in the ashes they discovered the corpse of a man with a fractured skull. There was a rumour in the village that Shchurov himself had killed his workman killed and then burned him.

But at the narrowing something in his eyes she sidestepped him, stooping down at the door of her bathhouse for a last scoop of sand at him. "No," she cried, her hair blown like spray and the same breeze carrying her laughter, guiltless of mood, out to sea. On the way home, though, for the merest second, there recurred the puzzling quirk in her thoughtlessness.

"If I get to ruminating on such things, I'll spring a leak and weep real tears," he muttered, as he rose to his feet. From the distance, Guy Featherstone shouted: "Yah! yah! You're not so much, Sparkfair! You're pie for a real batter!" With this parting taunt, Feather took Booby Walker's arm and led him away, both disappearing into the bathhouse. Tommy Chuckleson was the next hitter to face Dale.

The walls are painted with trees and birds and swimming fish and statues. It was like bathing in a beautiful garden to bathe here. Another room was for the hot bath, with double walls and hot air circulating between to make the whole room warm. The bathhouse was a great building full of comforts.

A man would be a good deal better justified in carrying a revolver on this street than he would in Little Italy. I never allowed Ruth to come down here alone. From here we wandered back and I found a public playground and bathhouse by the water's edge. This attracted me at once. I investigated this and found it offered a fine opportunity for bathing.

"Now to tell one's fortune in the empty bathhouse is frightening!" said an old maid who lived with the Melyukovs, during supper. "Why?" said the eldest Melyukov girl. "You wouldn't go, it takes courage..." "I'll go," said Sonya. "Tell what happened to the young lady!" said the second Melyukov girl.

I should include Jan, whose chin nearly rested on the window-sill with the little body belonging to it fluttering in an ugly interested way all the time. That Bathhouse John's interest was largely cynical is evidenced by the remarks which he threw out between spittings "Une section mesdames!" "A la gare!" "Aux armes tout le monde!" etc.