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The great window had its glass doors wide open； the transoms on the patio side were also open； a breeze kept the curtains swaying； moving； too； the old lanterns； moth…eaten flags and other adornments of the romantic studio。 They seated themselves around the table； near a window some distance from the light which was illuminating the other end of the big room。 They were in the shadow； with their backs to the interior court。 Opposite them were tiled roofs and an enormous rectangle of blue shadow； perforated by the sharp…pointed stars。 The city lights were coloring the shadowy space with a bloody reflection。
Tchernoff drank two glasses； testifying to the excellence of the liquid by smacking his lips。 The three were silent with the wondering and thoughtful silence which the grandeur of the night imposes。 Their eyes were glancing from star to star； grouping them in fanciful lines； forming them into triangles or squares of varying irregularity。 At times； the twinkling radiance of a heavenly body appeared to broaden the rays of light； almost hypnotizing them。
The Russian； without coming out of his revery； availed himself of another glass。 Then he smiled with cruel irony； his bearded face taking on the semblance of a tragic mask peeping between the curtains of the night。
〃I wonder what those men up there are thinking！〃 he muttered。 〃I wonder if any star knows that Bismarck ever existed！ 。 。 。 I wonder if the planets are aware of the divine mission of the German nation！〃
And he continued laughing。
Some far…away and uncertain noise disturbed the stillness of the night； slipping through some of the chinks that cut the immense plain of roofs。 The three turned their heads so as to hear better。 。 。 。 The sound of voices cut through the thick silence of nighta masculine chorus chanting a hymn； simple； monotonous and solemn。 They guessed at what it must be； although they could not hear very well。 Various single notes floating with greater intensity on the night wind； enabled Argensola to piece together the short song； ending in a melodious； triumphant yella true war song：
C'est l'Alsace et la Lorraine； C'est l'Alsace qu'il nous faut； Oh； oh； oh； oh。
A new band of men was going away through the streets below； toward the railway station； the gateway of the war。 They must be from the outlying districts； perhaps from the country； and passing through silence…wrapped Paris； they felt like singing of the great national hope； that those who were watching behind the dark facades might feel comforted； knowing that they were not alone。
〃Just as it is in the opera；〃 said Julio listening to the last notes of the invisible chorus dying away into the night。
Tchernoff continued drinking； but with a distracted air； his eyes fixed on the red cloud that floated over the roofs。
The two friends conjectured his mental labor from his concentrated look； and the low exclamations which were escaping him like the echoes of an interior monologue。 Suddenly he leaped from thought to word without any forewarning； continuing aloud the course of his reasoning。
〃And when the sun arises in a few hours； the world will see coursing through its fields the four horsemen； enemies of mankind。 。 。 。 Already their wild steeds are pawing the ground with impatience； already the ill…omened riders have come together and are exchanging the last words before leaping into the saddle。〃
〃What horsemen are these？〃 asked Argensola。
〃Those which go before the Beast。〃
The two friends thought this reply as unintelligible as the preceding words。 Desnoyers again said mentally； 〃He is drunk；〃 but his curiosity forced him to ask； 〃What beast is that？〃
〃That of the Apocalypse。〃
There was a brief silence； but the Russian's terseness of speech did not last long。 He felt the necessity of expressing his enthusiasm for the dreamer on the island rock of Patmos。 The poet of great and mystic vision was exerting； across two thousand years； his influence over this mysterious revolutionary； tucked away on the top floor of a house in Paris。 John had foreseen it all。 His visions； unintelligible to the masses； nevertheless held within them the mystery of great human events。
Tchernoff described the Apocalyptic beast rising from the depths of the sea。 He was like a leopard； his feet like those of a bear； his mouth like the snout of a lion。 He had seven heads and ten horns。 And upon the horns were ten crowns； and upon each of his heads the name of a blasphemy。 The evangelist did not say just what these blasphemies were； perhaps they differed according to the epochs； modified every thousand years when the beast made a new apparition。 The Russian seemed to be reading those that were flaming on the heads of the monsterblasphemies against humanity； against justice； against all that makes life sweet and bearable。 〃Might is superior to Right！〃 。 。 。 〃The weak should not exist。〃 。 。 。 〃Be harsh in order to be great。〃 。 。 。 And the Beast in all its hideousness was attempting to govern the world and make mankind render him homage！
〃But the four horsemen？〃 persisted Desnoyers。
The four horsemen were preceding the appearance of the monster in John's vision。
The seven seals of the book of mystery were broken by the Lamb in the presence of the great throne where was seated one who shone like jasper。 The rainbow round about the throne was in sight like unto an emerald。 Twenty…four thrones were in a semicircle around the great throne； and upon them twenty…four elders with white robes and crowns of gold。 Four enormous animals； covered with eyes and each having six wings； seemed to be guarding the throne。 The sounding of trumpets was greeting the breaking of the first seal。
〃Come and see；〃 cried one of the beasts in a stentorian tone to the vision…seeing poet。 。 。 。 And the first horseman appeared on a white horse。 In his hand he carried a bow； and a crown was given unto him。 He was Conquest； according to some； the Plague according to others。 He might be both things at the same time。 He wore a crown； and that was enough for Tchernoff。
〃Come forth；〃 shouted the second animal； removing his thousand eyes。 And from the broken seal leaped a flame…colored steed。 His rider brandished over his head an enormous sword。 He was War。 Peace fled from the world before his furious gallop； humanity was going to be exterminated。
And when the third seal was broken； another of the winged animals bellowed like a thunder clap； 〃Come and see！〃 And John saw a black horse。 He who mounted it held in his hand a scale in order to weigh the maintenance of mankind。 He was Famine。
The fourth animal saluted the breaking of the fourth seal with a great roaring〃Come and see！〃 And there appeared a pale…colored horse。 His rider was called Death； and power was given him to destroy with the sword and with hunger and with death； and with the beasts of the earth。
The four horsemen were beginning their mad； desolating course over the heads of terrified humanity。
Tchernoff was describing the four scourges of the earth exactly as though he were seeing them。 The horseman on the white horse was clad in a showy and barbarous attire。 His Orien