" Freedom! What is freedom for? Happiness is only in loving and wishing her wishes, thinking her thoughts, that is to say, not freedom at all--that's happiness!" "But do I know her ideas, her wishes, her feelings?" some voice suddenly whispered to him.

The smile died away from his face, and he grew thoughtful.

And suddenly a strange feeling came upon him.

There came over him a dread and doubt--doubt of everything.