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Nydia had not answered his first question she had not been able to reply his wild and fearful laugh had roused her from her passionate suspense: she could not see his fierce gesture she could not mark his reeling and unsteady step as he paced unconsciously to and fro; but she heard the words, broken, incoherent, insane, that gushed from his lips.
The convert stood watching his bended form, till the trees shut the last glimpse from his view; and then, as the stars broke forth, he woke from the musings with a start, reminded of his appointment with Olinthus. WHEN Glaucus arrived at his own home, he found Nydia seated under the portico of his garden.
Two of his earlier figures are his most famous, his "Nydia" and his "Lost Pleiad." Scores of replicas in marble of these two figures were made during their author's life time, and they still retain for many people a simple and pathetic charm.
His presence seemed to shed light over that base and obscene haunt young, beautiful, glorious, he was the emblem of all that earth made most happy, comforting one that earth had abandoned! 'Well, who could have thought our blind Nydia had been so honored! said the virago, wiping her heated brow. Glaucus looked up at Burbo.
'I must be at home; I am not free, noble Julia. 'What, the meek Ione will chide thee? Ay, I doubt not she is a second Thalestris. But come, then, to-morrow: do remember I have been thy friend of old. 'I will obey thy wishes, answered Nydia; and Diomed again impatiently summoned his daughter: she was obliged to proceed, with the main question she had desired to put to Nydia unasked.
'And by Isis, Pisis, and Nisis, or whatever other gods there may be in Egypt, my little Nydia is a very Hesperides a garden of gold to me. 'She sings well, and plays like a muse, returned Calenus; 'those are virtues that he who employs me always pays liberally. 'He is a god, cried Burbo, enthusiastically; 'every rich man who is generous deserves to be worshipped.
'Good gods! noble Sallust! what have we done not to attend to this before? Hear me read! "Nydia, the slave, to Sallust, the friend of Glaucus! I am a prisoner in the house of Arbaces. Hasten to the praetor! procure my release, and we shall yet save Glaucus from the lion.
'Ah! here is the very napkin with which the young witch conjured away my reason! Come, that's right; now thou art dumb as well as blind. And, catching the light weight in his arms, Sosia soon gained the house, and reached the chamber from which Nydia had escaped. There, removing the gag, he left her to a solitude so racked and terrible, that out of Hades its anguish could scarcely be exceeded.
'They say he is a man above all the petty and false impostures of dull pretenders that he is versed in the learning of the stars, and the secrets of the ancient Nox; why not in the mysteries of love? 'If there be one magician living whose art is above that of others, it is that dread man, answered Nydia; and she felt her talisman while she spoke.
Here at once, suddenly and unexpectedly, the very opportunity that Nydia awaited presented itself. She breathed quickly. "I will prepare for you myself," said she, "the summer draught that Ione loves of honey and weak wine cooled in snow." "Thanks," said the unconscious Glaucus. "If Ione loves it, enough; it would be grateful were it poison." Nydia frowned, and then smiled.
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