have nothing else--either in my head or in my heart!!

'DM. SANIN.'

When he had folded and sealed this note, Sanin was on the point of
ringing for the waiter and sending it by him.... 'No!' he thought, 'it
would be awkward.... By Emil? But to go to the shop, and seek him out
there among the other employes, would be awkward too. Besides, it's
dark by now, and he has probably left the shop.' Reflecting after this
fashion, Sanin put on his hat, however, and went into the street; he
turned a corner, another, and to his unspeakable delight, saw Emil
before him. With a satchel under his arm, and a roll of papers in his
hand, the young enthusiast was hurrying home.

'They may well say every lover has a lucky star,' thought Sanin, and
he called to Emil.

The latter turned and at once rushed to him.

Sanin cut short his transports, handed him the note, and explained to
whom and how he was to deliver it.... Emil listened attentively.

'So that no one sees?' he inquired, assuming an important and
mysterious air, that said, 'We understand the inner meaning of it
all!'

'Yes, my friend,' said Sanin and he was a little disconcerted;
however, he patted Emil on the cheek.... 'And if there should be an
answer.... You will bring me the answer, won't you? I will stay at
home.'