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Updated: June 7, 2025
Ledscha's object had been to relieve her troubled soul by attacks upon the man whom she hated, but she suddenly turned to the master and servant to ask if they desired to obtain their liberty. Oh, how quickly a hopeful "Yes" reached the ears of the gloomy woman! how ready both were to swear, by a solemn oath, to fulfil the conditions the Biamite desired to impose!
It was Hermon's, and the person to whom he was speaking could be no one but the uncanny spider-woman, Althea. They were coming to have a secret conversation under the shade of the dense foliage of the sycamore. That was easily perceived, and in an instant Ledscha's fear yielded to a different feeling.
Roast meat and the best wine had been served in the large ship's cabin; but though Myrtilus and Bias had been locked up as if a bloody battle was expected, the loud, angry uproar of men's deep voices reached them, and Ledscha's shrill tones shrieking in passionate wrath blended in the strife.
A scornful smile hovered around Ledscha's mouth; but Daphne's guests also noticed this mark of homage an unusual one in their circle and young Philotas, who had followed Daphne from Alexandria, cast a significant glance at a man with a smooth, thin, birdlike face, whose hair was already turning gray.
And though your love is far less, far cooler than mine, yet you will not defraud me of the best happiness of my life?" "How could I?" he asked, as if he felt wounded by such distrust. "What detains me must be something absolutely unavoidable." Ledscha's eyebrows contracted sharply, and in a choked voice she exclaimed: "Nothing must detain you nothing, whatever it may be!
And though your love is far less, far cooler than mine, yet you will not defraud me of the best happiness of my life?" "How could I?" he asked, as if he felt wounded by such distrust. "What detains me must be something absolutely unavoidable." Ledscha's eyebrows contracted sharply, and in a choked voice she exclaimed: "Nothing must detain you nothing, whatever it may be!
But Ledscha's attention was attracted by other things, and even after Hanno, with proud conceit, repeated his momentous question, he waited in vain for a reply.
Her grandson Hanno, who escaped with his life, at the bidding of his father Satabus, who revered his mother, had made his way to her amid great perils to convey the sorrowful news. Two of the best ships in the family had been sunk, and on one the brave Abus, Ledscha's betrothed husband, who commanded it, had lost his life; on the other the aged dame's oldest son and three of her grandchildren.
It was Hermon's, and the person to whom he was speaking could be no one but the uncanny spider-woman, Althea. They were coming to have a secret conversation under the shade of the dense foliage of the sycamore. That was easily perceived, and in an instant Ledscha's fear yielded to a different feeling.
"It was best so for her and for us," said Eumedes, after gazing long at Ledscha's touchingly beautiful, still, dead face. Then he ordered her to be buried at once and shouted to the guards: "Everything must be over on this strip of land early to-morrow morning! Let all who bear arms begin at once. Selene will light the men brightly enough for the work."
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