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'Oh, take his warning.... And Philammon was bursting forth with some such words about the lake of fire and brimstone as he had been accustomed to hear from Pambo and Arsenius, when Pelagia interrupted him 'Oh, Miriam! Is it true? Is it possible? What will become of me? almost shrieked the poor child. 'What if it were true? Let him tell you how he will save you from it, answered Miriam quietly.
And if she, she who never fell again, needed that long penance to work out her own salvation oh, Pelagia, what will not God require of you, who have broken your baptismal vows, and defiled the white robes, which the tears of penance only can wash clean once more? 'But I did not know! I did not ask to be baptized! Cruel, cruel parents, to bring me to it! And God! Oh, why did He forgive me so soon?
'A Jewess she is, as her name might have informed you; and as for her eyes, I consider them, or used to do so, of course for her injured nation have been long expelled from Alexandria by your fanatic tribe as altogether divine and demoniac, let the base imagination of monks call them what it likes. 'But how did you know this Pelagia, my son? She is no fit company for such as you.
Pelagia obeyed.... and thereon followed a confusion worse confounded, composed of all the impossible wonders of that mythic fairyland with which Philammon had gorged himself from boyhood in his walks with the old monks, and of the equally trustworthy traditions which the Goths had picked up at Alexandria. There was nothing which that river did not do. It rose in the Caucasus.
'I'm sure we meant no harm, if we did say it in a joke, pouted one of the attendants. 'Like me! you must come and see us. I have something to say to you .... You must! Philammon misinterpreted the intense interest of her tone, and if he did not shrink back, gave some involuntary gesture of reluctance. Pelagia laughed aloud. 'Don't be vain enough to suspect, foolish boy, but come!
'The people will be mad with joy to see her on the stage once more. Little they thought, the brutes, how I was plotting for their amusement, even when as drunk as Silenus. 'Your nobility only lives for the good of your slaves. 'Here, boy! So fair a lady requires a fair messenger. You shall enter on my service at once, and carry this letter to Pelagia. Why? why do you not come and take it?
'Well, and what if you are a slave? 'Am I one, then? Am I? 'Of course you are. Arsenius spoke truth. I saw him buy you at Ravenna, just fifteen years ago. I bought your sister at the same time. She is two-and-twenty now. You were four years younger than her, I should say. 'Oh heavens! and you know my sister still! Is she Pelagia?
Marfa Timofeevna looked at her with a quiet smile. "Isn't that a grey hair I see, my dear? You should scold Pelagia. Where can her eyes be?" "That's just like you, aunt," muttered Maria Dmitrievna, in a tone of vexation, and thrumming with her fingers on the arm of her chair.
'But he has deceived you! You have found out your mistake. Leave him, then, as he deserves! Pelagia looked up, with something of a tender smile. 'Poor darling! Little do you know of love! Philammon, utterly bewildered by this newest and strangest phase of human passion, could only gasp out 'But do you not love me, too, my sister? 'Do I not love you? But not as I love him!
He turned unwillingly to do so, as hastily as he could, and found Pelagia and her gigantic lover just entering a palanquin. With downcast eyes he approached the beautiful basilisk, and stammered out some commonplace; and she, full of smiles, turned to him at once. 'Tell us more about yourself before we part. You speak such beautiful Greek true Athenian.
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