Volume 1, No. 1

Banquet / Tyrras ... 18 

waiting to hear more of their conversation. Bellamy reached out to the cat; it sat up, as if considering the invitation, and then lazily came near, sniffed Bellamy's hand, and then turned its head so that he could scratch it behind the ear. There were nightingales singing off in the wood.
"I just don't understand," said Bellamy with resignation.
"His is good sign," Morozin said. "But, to-night we dance, we sing. There will be time to think and to may be understand."
As they were pushing their way into the hall, Bellamy called out, "Have you faith, Boris? I mean religious faith." But Morozin did not answer. Nina was waving to them.
Nina was sitting at the table with Misha, the tall woman whom Bellamy saw in the railway yard that afternoon, and another couple. Morozin introduced Bellamy.