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I do! cried poor Hypatia, in an agony of curiosity and self-distrust, while she felt her eye quailing and her limbs loosening more and more every moment under that intolerable fascination. The old woman drew from her bosom a crystal, and placed the point against Hypatia's breast.
Gay and delicate ladies, whom he had seen three days before simpering delight at Hypatia's heavenward aspirations, and some, too, whom he seemed to recollect in Christian churches, sprang from their seats, waved their hands and handkerchiefs, and clapped and shouted to the gladiators. For, alas! there was no doubt as to which side the favour of the spectators inclined.
With his entrance into Hypatia's lecture-room, and into the fairy realms of Greek thought, a new life had begun for him; and the Laura, and Pambo, and Arsenius, seemed dim phantoms from some antenatal existence, which faded day by day before the inrush of new and startling knowledge.
Cyril had hardly, perhaps, done wisely for the youth in sending him out about the practical drudgery of benevolence, before deciding for him what was his duty with regard to Hypatia's invitation. He had not calculated on the new thoughts which were tormenting the young monk; perhaps they would have been unintelligible to him bad he known of them.
He holds communion with heathens! 'Down with him! 'Cast him out! Carry him to the archbishop! while Philammon shook himself free, and Peter returned to the charge. 'I call all good Catholics to witness! He has beaten an ecclesiastic in the courts of the Lord's house, even in the midst of thee, O Jerusalem! And he was in Hypatia's lecture-room this morning! A groan of pious horror rose.
He kissed Hypatia's hand, it was as cold as ice; and his heart, too, in spite of all his bliss, felt cold and heavy, as he left the room. As he went down the steps into the street, a young man sprang from behind one of the pillars, and seized his arm. 'Aha! my young Coryphaeus of pious plunderers! What do you want with me? Philammon, for it was he, looked at him an instant, and recognised him.
'A very fine lecture that of the Lady Hypatia's the other morning, on Helen's nepenthe, quoth the little porter, growing philosophic as the wine-fumes rose. 'Such a power of extracting the cold water of philosophy out of the bottomless pit of Mythus, I never did hear. Did you ever, my Philammonidion? 'Aha! she and I were talking about that half an hour ago, said Miriam.
He had seized his bait as greedily as a crocodile, and hurried off with it into Hypatia's chamber, while Philammon stood expectant; possessed with a new and fearful doubt. 'Degrade herself! 'Contaminate her purity! If that notion were to be the fruit of all her philosophy? If selfishness, pride, Pharisaism, were all its outcome? Why had they not been its outcome already?
The coin was offered him, but he blandly put aside the hand of the giver, and keeping his place on the pavement, seemed inclined to dispute Hypatia's farther passage. 'What do you want? Send the wretch and his frightful dog away, gentlemen! said the poor philosopher in some trepidation. 'I know that dog, said one of them; 'it is Aben-Ezra's. Where did you find it before it was lost, you rascal.
Several of the most valiant began to scramble over the benches up to him; and Philammon was congratulating himself on the near approach of a glorious martyrdom, when Hypatia's voice, calm and silvery, stifled the tumult in a moment. 'Let the youth listen, gentlemen. He is but a monk and a plebeian, and knows no better; he has been taught thus.
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