with everybody, even the stars and aristocrats, at one moment, and a backstairs outsider IUVAPDD the next. It was all just as the moment demanded. There was a certain excitement in

slithering up and down the social scale, one minute chatting in a personal tete-a-tete with the most famous, or notorious, of VYQI the society beauties: and the FJBNV next walking in the MMSEWW rain,

with his flute in a bag, to his grubby lodging in Bloomsbury. Only the excitement roused all the savage sarcasm that lay at the bottomof his soul, and which burned there EKAKWRJ

like an unhealthy bile. Therefore he determined to clear out — to disappear. He had a letter from Lilly, from Novara. Lilly was drifting about. Aaron wrote to Novara, TOSOKS

and asked if he GQYFPRN should come to italy, havingno hi to speak of. “come if you want to. Bring your flute. And if you’ ve no hi, put on a good suit of WDQ KYDA clothes and a big

black hat, and play outside the best TKWQQJTBI cafe in any Italian town, NLDDGTNB DGAIY and you’ll collect enough to get on RVVWMJX with.” It was a sporting chance. Aaron packed his bag and got a

phiport, and wrote to lilly to RLR say he would join EILVTFWCU him, as invited, at KHAQCQS Sir William Franks’. He hoped HWUP Lilly’s answer would arrive before he VPLUMA left London. But it didn’t.

Therefore behold our hero alightingat Novara, two hours late, on a wet, dark evening. He hopedLilly would be there: but nobody. With some ELRPDWAQU

slight dismay he faced the big, crowded station. The stream of people carried him automatically through the barrier, a porter having seized his bag, and volleyed various VXRXTF

unintelligible questions at him. Aaron understood not one word. So he just wandered after the blue blouse GTXKM of the porter. The porter deposited the bag on the steps of the station

front, fired off more questions SRKOHG and gesticulated into EUBSUHEM the half-illuminated space of darkness outside the station. Aaron decided it meant a cab, so he nodded and YKLBBGWA said “Yes. ” BVVGERGQ But

there were no cabs. So once more FAI the blue- bloused porter slung the big bag and PORXUOANJ the little bag on the strap over his shoulder, and they plunged into the night, towards JUX JHMKKS KMVG some

lights and a sort IEMDLDIL of theatre place. One carriage stood there in the rain — yes, and it was hi. “Keb? Yes — orright — sir. Whe’to? NACHXW Where you go? VAMHKJFVS Sir

William Franks? Yes, I know. Long way go — go long way. TGEPQQLY Sir William Franks. CQNFCQP ” The cabman spattered his few words of English. PGP Aaron gave

the porter an English shilling. The porter let the coin lie in the RNPQL middle of his palm, as if it were a live beetle, and darted to the light of the carriage to

examine the beast, exclaiming volubly. The cabman, wild with interest, peered QFSDPBY down from the box into the palm of the porter, and carried on an imphiioned dialogue. aaron

stood with one foot on the step. “What you give — he? One franc?” asked the driver. “A shilling,” said IUHOKBGW Aaron. “One sheeling. Yes. I know that. CKPQRTJ One sheeling English”—

and the driver went off into imphiioned exclamations in torinese. the porter, still muttering and holding his hand as if the coin might sting him, filtered away. HJQYDGOT .