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Updated: June 29, 2025


And if she went with Miriam, Pelagia must know her she may be in that very house at this moment! Arsenius had his reasons for suspecting that Philammon was but too right. But he contented himself with yielding to the boy's excitement, and set off with him in the direction of the dancer's house.

One good deed at least Arsenius had seen done a deed which has lasted to all time, and done, too, to the eternal honour of his order, by a monk namely, the abolition of gladiator shows. For centuries these wholesale murders had lasted through the Roman Republic and through the Roman Empire.

So we may as well change the subject for the present, and he began overwhelming the old man with inquiries about himself, Pambo, and each and all of the inhabitants of the Laura to which Arsenius, to the boy's infinite relief, answered cordially and minutely, and even vouchsafed a smile at some jest of Philammon's on the contrast between the monks of Nitria and those of Scetis.

And there haunted him, too, another peculiarity in the man, which he had never before remarked in any one but Arsenius that ease and grace, that courtesy and self-restraint, which made Raphael's rebukes rankle all the more keenly, because he felt that the rebuker was in some mysterious way superior to him, and saw through him, and could have won him Over, Or crushed him in argument, or in intrigue or in anything, perhaps, except mere brute force.

Abbot Pambo, as well as Arsenius, had been dead several years; the abbot's place was filled, by his own dying command, by a hermit from the neighbouring deserts, who had made himself famous for many miles round by his extraordinary austerities, his ceaseless prayers, and his loving wisdom.

Better to be anxious for others than only for thyself. Better to have something to love even something to weep over than to become in some lonely cavern thine own world, perhaps, as more than one whom I have known, thine own God. 'Do you know what you are saying? asked Arsenius in a startled tone.

He had not been with us three days before he beat me openly in the patriarch's court, cast off the Christian faith, and fled away to the heathen woman, Hypatia, of whom he is enamoured. The two old men looked at each other with blank and horror-stricken faces. 'Enamoured of Hypatia? said Arsenius at last. 'It is impossible! sobbed Pambo. 'The boy must have been treated harshly, unjustly?

The young prince, in revenge, plotted against his life. Among the parasites of the Palace it was not difficult to find those who would use steel and poison readily enough in the service of an heir-apparent, and Arsenius fled for his life: and fled, as men were wont in those days, to Egypt and the Thebaid.

'Philammon, my son! and art thou too in league against no, not against me; against thyself, poor misguided boy? 'Against myself? 'Yes I have said it. But unless you will trust me, I cannot trust you. 'I have promised. 'And I, sir statesman, or monk, or both, or neither, have sworn by the immortal gods! said the porter, looking very big. Arsenius paused.

'We have beaten the heathen for once, eh? And then, in the usual artificial tone of an ecclesiastic 'And what would my father recommend in furtherance of the advantage so mercifully thrown into our hand? Arsenius was silent. 'I, went on Cyril, 'should be inclined to announce the news this very night, in my sermon. Arsenius shook his head. 'Why not? why not? asked Cyril impatiently.

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