e spirit to another, which needed no material
fact of physical utterance to make itself heard. He would find her--not
soon perhaps, but all in good time. Providence had not saved him
miraculously for failure, and it was written that he should succeed. The
gods would be with him now and arm him against disaster. He rejoiced to
find how strong he felt today. All the tremors had gone out of his
nerves, and he was ready to begin his journey whenever it should be
time. But first he wanted to question Selim--Goritz had passed this
house--there was a chance ...

Selim Ali returned from the fields at supper time, greeted Renwick with
bluff heartiness, and together they sat at a substantial meal of
_Jungfern-Braten_, over which Selim's wife Zaidee presided. In the light
of events, Renwick willingly reconstructed his estimate of Selim. Last
night Renwick would have been suspicious of the angel Gabriel, but with
the courage of the sunlight had come confidence in himself, and faith in
his star. It seemed that Zubeydeh had told her cousin nothing of
Renwick's nationality or predicament, but that he was a friend who had
gotten into a trouble, and that the police of Sarajevo were looking for
him. Selim was to shelter him and speed him upon his way. Selim asked
many questions which Renwick answered as he chose, biding his own time.
Yes, _he_, Stefan Thomasevics, had gotten into trouble in Sarajevo, all
because of a woman (and this Renwick knew to be true), and desired to
leave the country. He did not wish to go to the war and he would not
fight against the Serbians who were not in the wrong. He, Thomasevics,
wished to go north to Budapest where he would work in the factories and
amass a fortune. Selim wagged his head wisely and laughed.

"You must work long, my young friend, and spend nothing," he said.
"Come. You're a strong fellow--a little weak just now from smoking too
many cigarettes and staying up too late at night. But I will give you
work here upon my farm and pay you well."

But Thomasevics shook his head.

"Thank you. You are kind, but I have already made up my mind."

Selim shrugged and lighted his long pipe.

"As you will, but I have made you a good offer."

"A good offer. Yes. Which I would accept were my mind not set upon other
matters." He paused and then, "Selim, you are a good fellow. I will tell
you the truth. I would like to stay with you, but I am searching for
something which may take me to the ends of the e