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Updated: June 4, 2025
"Half of your guilt will be atoned for, girl, if Anubis recovers under your care. I will come presently with Marthana, and show you how to make a bandage." The shepherdess cast down her eyes, and passively allowed herself to be conducted to the wounded man. Meanwhile Marthana had prepared the brown mixture.
Petrus had his staff and felt-hat brought to him, gave Hermas the medicine and desired him to follow him. Sirona looked after the couple as they went. "What a pity for such a fine lad!" she exclaimed. "A purple coat would suit him better than that wretched sheepskin." The mistress shrugged her shoulders, and signing to her daughter said: "Come to work, Marthana, the sun is already high.
Petrus had his staff and felt-hat brought to him, gave Hermas the medicine and desired him to follow him. Sirona looked after the couple as they went. "What a pity for such a fine lad!" she exclaimed. "A purple coat would suit him better than that wretched sheepskin." The mistress shrugged her shoulders, and signing to her daughter said: "Come to work, Marthana, the sun is already high.
"Sirona?" asked Polykarp incredulously. "Certainly, why not!" answered Marthana laughing. "She had to sew a new gown for the children's doll." "Why do you mock at her kindness?" said Polykarp reproachfully. "How sensitive you are!" said Marthana softly.
"For him?" said Sirona. "He never looks at me, or if he does it is only to abuse me. The only wonder to me is that I can still be merry at all; nor am I, except in your house, and not there even but when I forget him altogether." "I will not hear such things said not another word," interrupted Dorothea severely. "Take the linen and cooling lotion, Marthana, we will go and bind up Anubis' wound."
"Sirona?" asked Polykarp incredulously. "Certainly, why not!" answered Marthana laughing. "She had to sew a new gown for the children's doll." "Why do you mock at her kindness?" said Polykarp reproachfully. "How sensitive you are!" said Marthana softly.
At last Petrus turned to his guest and said, "You were to tell me how the shepherdess Miriam lost her life in the struggle. She had run away from our house " "Up the mountain," added Hermas. "She supplied my poor father with water like a daughter." "You see, mother," interrupted Marthana, "she was not bad-hearted I always said so."
Her voice had a tone of sisterly affection, and the shepherdess followed Marthana unresistingly to the table, on which the plans for the bridge were lying, and stood there by her side. For a minute all were silent; at last Dame Dorothea went up to Miriam, and asked, "What did they do to you, my poor child, that you could so forget yourself?"
She felt that rather would she defy the prowling panthers, the night-chill, hunger and thirst, than appear again before Dame Dorothea, the senator, and Marthana, with this guilt on her soul; and the flying Miriam was one of the goblin forms that had terrified Paulus. The patient anchorite sat down again on the stone seat.
Supper was ready, and Hermas was invited to share it. The mistress gave her daughter a sign to make preparations for their guest, but Petrus detained Marthana, and said, "Hermas may fill Antonius' place; he has still something to do with some of the workmen. Where are Jethro and the house-slaves?" "They have already eaten," said Dorothea.
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