“Let me go with you,” Voss said more insistently. “It is possible that you may need me: it is certain that without you I am lost. Darkness is in me and a demon. You alone break the spell. I do not know why it is thus, but it is. Let me go with you.”
Christian replied: “Very well, Amadeus, you shall stay with me. I want some one to stay with me.”
Amadeus grew pale, and his lips quivered.
Christian said: “How beautiful is fire!”
And Amadeus murmured: “It devours uncleanness and remains clean.”
THE NAKED FEET
I
With her companion, Fräulein Stöhr, the Countess Brainitz travelled about the world.
She had been the guest of an incredibly aged Princess Neukirch at Berchtesgaden. But she grew to be immensely bored, and fled to Venice, Ravenna, and Florence. Armed with a Baedeker, and accompanied by a guide, she “did” the galleries, churches, basilicas, palaces, sarcophagi, and monuments, and her tirelessness reduced Fräulein Stöhr to despair.