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Klea's head was uncovered, and, fearing the heat of noon, she was about to return into the door-keeper's house, when she saw a young white-robed scribe, employed in the special service of Asclepiodorus, who came across the court beckoning eagerly to her.
Are you not my children, my daughters, my only joy? and you, would you go away, and leave me alone in my cage, all because you are so proud!" The strong man's voice failed him, and heavy drops fell from his eyes one after another down his beard, and on to Klea's arm, which he had grasped with both hands.
I wanted to bring Klea with me, for she knows more about our parents than I do; but he begged me not to call her away, for the child's throat is almost closed up, and if it cries much the physician says it will choke, and yet it is never quiet but when it is lying in Klea's arms.
Are you not my children, my daughters, my only joy? and you, would you go away, and leave me alone in my cage, all because you are so proud!" The strong man's voice failed him, and heavy drops fell from his eyes one after another down his beard, and on to Klea's arm, which he had grasped with both hands.
The tall Roman gave them me, the same you had the violets from yesterday." Klea's face turned crimson, and she said shortly and decidedly: "How do you know that?" "Because he told me so himself," replied Irene in a very altered tone, for her sister's eyes were fixed upon her with an expression of stern gravity, such as Irene had never seen in her before. "And where are the violets?" asked Klea.
"Did I tell you? Great Serapis! how light it is already. I shall be punished if the water-jar is not standing on the altar by sunrise, and there is Klea's too to be filled." "I will fill it for you directly there that is done; and now I will carry them both for you to the end of the grove, if you will promise me to return soon, for I have many things to ask you."
"It belongs to you?" repeated the younger girl, raising her eyes in surprise to her sister, for to this hour what had been Klea's had been hers also. "But I always used to take the flowers you brought home; what is there special in these?" "They are only violets like any other violets," replied Klea coloring deeply. "But the queen has worn them."
Her eyes rested blissfully and yet anxiously on his, and his lips had just touched hers in a first kiss when they started apart in terror, for Klea's name was clearly shouted through the still night-air, and in the next instant a loud scream rang out close to them followed by dull cries of pain.
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