"Who dares say he knows another's soul,—especially that of such a sensitive nature as Rita?" he responded hesitatingly. "But do you know, Hugo, I am more tired than I thought I was; I think I'd better go."
"Shall I go with you?"
"No, I thank you. It is late, and there is no reason for your going out into the cold."
"Well, then, until to-morrow."
"Good-night, Hugo."
He went slowly down the stairs. The corridors were still brilliantly lighted. As he reached the hall of the main floor, a servant was holding the door open for Dr. Weilen.
"O, good evening, Dr. Rosenfeld," he greeted him good-humoredly.
"Good evening, Dr. Weilen."
"Hospitality seems to be exercised on all the floors of this house. You have just been with Hugo?"
He nodded in answer, and the two men left the house together.