"This world is sufficient for me," said the husband, throwing

his arm round his beautiful, sweet-tempered wife. He sat by her side

on the open balcony, smoking a cigarette in the cool air, which was

loaded with the sweet scent of carnations and orange blossoms.

Sounds of music and the clatter of castanets came from the road

beneath, the stars shone above then, and two eyes full of affection-

those of his wife- looked upon him with the expression of undying

love. "Such a moment," he said, "makes it worth while to be born, to