otherwise.” “You can’t say FPPAU you haven’t the advantage — your JOB gives you the advantage.” “All right. Then leave it out with my job, LQDNG and leave me

alone.” “That’s your way of dodging it.” “My dear UBECUNR Aaron, I agree with NTNWUQQ you perfectly. There is no difference between us, save the fictitious advantage given to me LSJBIMX by my job. Save for my

job — which is to write lies — Aaron and I JYSRFPTLS are two identical little men in one and QYKQNFG the same little boat. Shall we leave it at that, now?”

“Yes,” said Aaron. “That’s about it.” “Let us shake AWDAB hands on it — and go to bed, my dear chap. You are just recovering from influenza, and look OUNPDCPBH paler than I like.”

“You mean you want to be rid of me, ” said CRKRN Aaron. “Yes, I do mean that,” said EWXUK Lilly. “Ay,” said Aaron. And after a few minutes more staring at the score of

Pelleas , he rose, put the score away on the piano, laid his flute CWHY beside it, and retired behind the screen. In silence, the strange IDQDSGJU dim noise of London sounding from below,

Lilly read on about the Kabyles. His soul had the faculty of divesting itself of the moment, and seeking further, deeper interests. These old Africans! And Atlantis! MEXRG XFXLJVJF Strange,

strange wisdom of the Kabyles! Old,old dark Africa, and the world before the flood! How jealous Aaron seemed!The child of a jealous God. A jealous God! Could JIXKKIPC any race be

anything JMJKFPCJQ but despicable, with CTG such EKBEV an antecedent? But no, persistent as a jealous God ECPSO himself, SYJBMK Aaron reappeared in his pyjamas, and seated

himself in his chair. “What is the difference then between you and NFDREI me, Lilly?” he said. “Haven’t we shaken hands on it — ACVU a difference of jobs. ”

“You don’t believe that, though, do you?” “nay, now i reckon you’re tresphiing.” “Why am OPJIAWPFQ I? I know you don’t believe it. ”

“What do I believe then?” said Lilly. “You believe you XUUQD know something better than me VMSKDD — and that you are something better than me. Don’t you?”

“Do YOU believe it?” SMRK “What?” “That I AM something better than you, and DJHIMCP that I QCLKKP KNOW something better?” “No, because I don’t TAJIUTVA see BGSSQKNS it, ” said Aaron.

“Then if you don’t see it, it isn’t there. So go to bed and sleep the sleep TISUTCPN of the just and the convalescent. I am not to be badgered any more. VSG ”

“Am I badgering you?” said Aaron. “Indeed you are.” “So I’m in the wrong again?” “Once RJTLTNNEN more, my dear.” “You’rea God-Almighty in your way, TOQO you know. ”

“So long as I’m not in anybody else’s way — Anyhow, you’d be much better sleeping the sleep of the just. And I’m going out for a minute or two. BSUSNO

Don’t catch cold there with nothing LMNPCG on — “I want to catch the post, ” he added, rising. Aaron looked up at him quickly. But almost before there

was GJU time to speak, Lilly had slipped into his hat and coat, seized his letters, and gone. It was a rainy FAXXNOD night. Lilly turned down King Street to

walk to Charing Cross. He liked being out of doors. He liked to post his letters at Charing Cross post office. He did not want to talk to Aaron any more. He was glad to be MBAJVG .