After which, he ventured to call upon Lady Barrington to say a few words.

MEPHISTOPHELES ON A STEAMERIn some respects, the voyage across the Atlantic was a surprise to Aynesworth. His companion seemed to have abandoned, for the time at any rate, his habit of taciturnity. He conversed readily, if a little stiffly, with his fellow passengers. He divided his time between the smoke room and the deck, and very seldom sought the seclusion of his state room. Aynesworth remarked upon this change one night as the two men paced the deck after dinner."You are beginning to find more pleasure," he said, "in talking to people."Wingrave shook his head."By no means," he answered coldly. "It is extremely distasteful to me.""Then why do you do it?" Aynesworth asked bluntly.Wingrave never objected to being asked questions by his secretary. He seemed to recognize the fact that Aynesworth's retention of his post was due to a desire to make a deliberate study of himself, and while his own attitude remained purely negative, he at no time exhibited any resentment or impatience."I do it for several reasons," he answered. "First, because misanthropy is a luxury in which I cannot afford to indulge. Secondly, because I am really curious to know whether the time will ever return when I shall feel the slightest shadow of interest in any human being. I can only discover this by affecting a toleration for these people's society, which I can assure you, if you are curious about the matter, is wholly assumed."Aynesworth shrugged his shoulders."Surely," he said, "you find Mrs. Travers entertaining?"Wingrave reflected for a moment."You mean the lady with a stock of epigrams, and a green veil?" he remarked. "No! I do not find her entertaining.""Your neighbor at table then, Miss Packe?""If my affections have perished," Wingrave answered grimly, "my taste, I hope, is unimpaired. The young person who travels to improve her mind, and fills up the gaps by reading Baedeker on the places she hasn't been to, fails altogether to interest me!""Aren't you a little severe?" Aynesworth remarked."I suppose," Wingrave answered, "that it depends upon the point of view, to use a hackneyed phrase. You study people with a discerning eye for good qualities. Nature--and circumstances have ordered it otherwise with me. I see them through darkened glasses.""It is not the way to happiness," Aynesworth said."There is no highroad to what you term happiness," Wingrave answered. "One holds the string and follows into the maze. But one does not choose one's way. You are perhaps more fortunate than I that you can appreciate Mrs. Travers' wit, and find my neighbor, who has done Europe, attractive. That is a matter of disposition.""I should like," Aynesworth remarked, "to 

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