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She relieved her sympathizing heart by a brief expression of congratulations; but, gladly as she would have listened to the most minute details concerning the beloved young mother from the lips of Dion himself, she repressed her own wishes for her mistress's sake, and returned to Charmian as quickly as possible to inform her of the arrival of the unexpected guest.

"I don't know whether I can name it even to you; but it's something a man of great intelligence, such as myself, should always keep in his fist." He paused. "The clergy are apt to call it self-respect," he at length added, in a dry voice. Dion pressed his arm. "Bruce Evelin wants you to marry Beatrice." "He hasn't told you so?" "No, except by taking the trouble to force you to work."

"Tall Phryxus" had rapidly spread the news of the place where Dion and Barine had vanished, and that they had long been happily wedded. Many deemed it well worth a short voyage to see the actors in so strange an adventure and be the first to greet them.

If the taciturn men avoided using a single unnecessary word, the women were all the more ready to gossip; and it was a pleasure to talk to pretty Dione, who had grown up on the island and was eager to hear about the outside world. Dion had long since left his couch and the house, and each day looked happier, more content with himself and his surroundings.

Soon it became enchanting. "This is a country I can thoroughly trust," Rosamund declared at Marathon. Dion had just finished hobbling the two horses, and now lifted himself up. His brown face was flushed from bending. His thin riding-clothes were white with dust, which he beat off with hands that looked almost as if they wore gloves, so deeply were they dyed by the sun.

As Dion looked at her now, he simply could not see the beautiful schoolgirl of sixteen, the blonde gipsy who had bent forward, cigarette in mouth, to his match, who had leaned back and blown rings to the moon above Drouva. Had she ever set the butt of a gun against her shoulder? Something in this woman's eyes made him suddenly feel as if he ought to leave her alone.

Doctor Mayson smiled. "D'you know, it's really ever so much better for us men to keep right out of the way in such moments as these. It's the kindest thing we can do." "Very well. I'll do it of course." "I never go near my own wife when she's like this." Dion stared into the fire. "Have you many children?" "Eleven," remarked the bass voice comfortably.

She relieved her sympathizing heart by a brief expression of congratulations; but, gladly as she would have listened to the most minute details concerning the beloved young mother from the lips of Dion himself, she repressed her own wishes for her mistress's sake, and returned to Charmian as quickly as possible to inform her of the arrival of the unexpected guest.

"He's a kind, useful sort of boy," she added, "and often helps me with little things." That day she said nothing about the Ambassador and Lady Ingleton, and showed no disposition to assume any proprietorship over Dion. She took him over the house, and also into the garden. Upon the highest terrace of the latter, far above the house, between two magnificent cypresses, there stood a pavilion.

It seemed also to the diviners a most happy omen, that Dion, when he made his address to the people, had under his feet the stately monument which Dionysius had been at such pains to erect; but because it was a sundial on which he stood when he was made general, they expressed some fears that the great actions he had performed might be subject to change, and admit some rapid turn and declination of fortune.