presentlyafeelingaroseinmymind-afeelingofself-reproach。
WhomhadItoblamebutmyselfforthedepartureoftheArmenian？
WouldhehaveeverthoughtofattackingthePersianshadInotputtheideaintohishead？hehadtoldmeinhisepistlethathewasindebtedtomefortheidea。Butforthat，hemightatthepresentmomenthavebeeninLondon，increasinghisfortunebyhisusualmethods，andImightbecommencingunderhisauspicesthetranslationoftheHaikEsop，withthepromise，nodoubt，ofaconsiderableremunerationformytrouble；orImightbetakingaseatoppositetheMoldavianclerk，andimbibingthefirstrudimentsofdoingbusinessaftertheArmenianfashion，withthecomfortablehopeofrealising，inashorttime，afortuneofthreeorfourhundredthousandpounds；buttheArmenianwasnowgone，andfarewelltothefinehopesIhadfoundeduponhimthedaybefore。
WhatwasItodo？Ilookedwildlyaround，tillmyeyesrestedontheMoldavianclerk，whowaswritingawayinhisledgerwithparticularvehemence。Notknowingwellwhattodoortosay，I
thoughtImightaswellasktheMoldavianclerkwhentheArmenianhaddeparted，andwhenhethoughtthathewouldreturn。Itistrueitmatteredlittletomewhenhedeparted，seeingthathewasgone，anditwasevidentthathewouldnotbebacksoon；butIknewnotwhattodo，andinpurehelplessnessthoughtImightaswellask；