The superintendent, in his long alpaca house-coat, with the pattern of the cushion against which he had been reclining imprinted in red lines on his right cheek, stood at the door. He was wiping his glasses, and blinked sleepily with his shortsighted eyes. "Pardon," he said, in a friendly tone, "I have just been taking my midday _siesta_, and have been lying on my glasses. Without them I am not quite sure with whom I have the pleasure----" When Leo gave his name the expression of the thin mild face became a shade friendlier without losing its composure. "This is a real honour for me, Herr von Sellenthin," he said, and invited him to sit down on the sofa covered with red flowery cretonne, which, as Leo dropped on to it, uttered a squeaking sound, and the springs of which made themselves disagreeably felt. "There are many roads which lead men to men," continued the shepherd of souls; "may I hope that the one you have come by is blessed?" He stretched out both his hands to Leo, who seized them with grateful warmth. "It may surprise you, Herr Superintendent----" he began. "Pardon, dear Herr von Sellenthin, on the contrary, I might almost say, with truth, that I expected you." "How? Expected me!" echoed Leo, astonished. "Could there be anything more natural than that the penitent who is confiding his conscience to an unknown man, who promises him something so infinitely great, should wish to enter into closer human relations with him? Although we, as Protestants, do not recognise the institution of a father confessor, we don't desire to administer our healing in the lump. Each of us has his peculiarity, his prejudices, and, to come to the worst, his doubts, and it is to discuss one or other of these points, if I am not mistaken, that you have honoured me by coming here." "You are right, Herr Superintendent," Leo replied, his confidence growing. "And there is one more thing that I would say, my worthy friend. I do not intrude into the secrets of my brother penitents, and have no wish that they shall specify categorically the causes of their heaviness of heart, for that is difficult and awkward for both sides." "It was not my intention to do so," said Leo. "Capital! All the easier will it be to gain our object." And with a motion of his hand, he invited Leo to explain how his affairs stood. "You may have heard, Herr Superintendent, that I for a long time shunned my birthplace," Leo began, involuntarily adopting, somewhat, in spite of his natural bluntness, the form of speech of the pulpit orator. "I have certainly heard something to that effect," replied the latter, cautiously. "For years I was knocking about in foreign countries, and gave very little thought to the salvation of my soul. I lived according to the morals and customs of my half-civilised surroundings, and saw nothing wrong in so doing." "That can be taken for granted," the superintendent put in.