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They believed that they had brought the transcendental within the grasp of intelligent sense, and that their empty speculations had carried them far beyond the narrow limits of the Ancients. Karnis was in raptures; Porphyrius only wished for Gorgo by his side, for, like all fathers, he would rather that his child should have enjoyed this supreme intellectual treat than himself.
The entrails of the beast sacrificed by Damia had been black as though scorched, and a terrific groan had been heard from the god himself in the great shrine; the pillars of the great hypostyle had trembled and the three heads of Cerberus, lying at the feet of Serapis; had opened their jaws. Gorgo listened in silence to the old woman's story; and all she said in reply was: "Let them wail."
Yes, we have found each other, we love each other. Why should I conceal it?" "And Mary, his mother what has she to say to it?" asked Gorgo. "I do not know," replied Dada abashed. "But she is his mother, you know!" cried Gorgo severely. "And he will never never marry against her will. He depends on her for all that he has in the world." "Then let her keep it!" exclaimed Dada.
But the old woman, sure of it beforehand, took his soothsaying quite calmly, and only desired to be carried up to her observatory that she might watch the risings of the stars. Gorgo remained alone below. From the adjoining workrooms came the monotonous rattle of the loom at which, as usual, a number of slaves were working. Suddenly the clatter ceased.
Poor child, when I think how we have tormented you to learn what you know, and how industrious you have been! And now to what end? I ask you, to what end? The great gulf will swallow up one and all." "So be it, so be it !" cried Gorgo interrupting her. "Then, at any rate, nothing that I love on earth will be lost to me before I die!"
For in fact Agne's little brother, dressed in a clean garment, was to be taken to Gorgo who had expressed a wish to see him.
Gorgo, when she had left her grandmother, could not rest. Her lofty calmness of demeanor had given way to a restless mood such as she had always contemned severely in others, since she had ceased to be a vehement child and grown to be a woman.
You should have seen how carefully she chose the dress you have on at this minute, and matched the ornaments to wear with it." "Pray, pray say no more about it," Dada begged. "She is dead, and I have forgiven her but she thought badly, very badly of me." "It is very bad of you to speak so," interrupted Gorgo, making no attempt to conceal her annoyance at the girl's reply.
Greeting and parting often go hand in hand." The prefect turned on his heel and went towards the steps leading to the garden; but Gorgo flew after him and seized his hand, calling out to the old woman: "No, no, grandmother; he is in the right, I am certain he is in the right. Stop, Constantine wait, stay, and forgive my folly! If you love me, mother, say no more he will explain it all presently."
Gorgo sat by the bed of her apparently lifeless father, gazing fondly at the worn and wax-like features, and listening to his breathing, now soft and easy and again painful and convulsive, as it fluttered through his nostrils. She held his cold damp hand tightly clasped, or stroked it gently, or now and then, when his closed eyelids quivered, raised it tenderly to her lips.
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