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She might take a fancy to do something kind, compassionate, and tender. By the time she went into the house again her fears and depression had vanished; revived energy possessed her soul, and the little eavesdropper and tale-bearer had become in this short hour a purposeful and terrible woman, ready for any crime. "Poor little lamb!" thought Philippus, as he went into Rufinus' garden.
I know you better, Philippus you will never treat your lonely old friend so!" These were the tenderest words that the leech had ever heard from the old man's lips, and it comforted him when Horapollo pressed him to his heart in a hasty embrace. He thought no more of the hint that it was Paula's part to make room for him. My beauty!
Then mortal terror suddenly seized him, and while he shouted for help to Myrtilus, Daphne, and her father Archias, his slave Bias, the old comrade of Alexander, Philippus, and his wife, he awoke, bathed in perspiration, and looked about him.
"But think, picture to yourself, how Paula and I would reign in this house, and how another generation would grow up in it worthy of the great Mukaukas and his ancestors!" "I see it, I see it," murmured the sick man sinking back on his pillows, unconscious. Philippus was immediately called in, and, with him, little Mary came weeping into the room.
A short time after, the steward Gras led Hermon to his cabin, and while undressing him reported that a messenger from Pelusium had announced that the commandant Philippus was coming to Tennis the next morning, before the market place filled, to take his wife with him to Alexandria, where he was going by the King's command. Hermon only half listened, and then ordered the Bithynian to leave him.
This last and cruelest taunt, which she had brought out against her better feelings, seemed to have relieved her soul of a hundred-weight of care; she drew a deep breath, and turning to Philippus, went on far more quietly and rationally: "As for you, Philip, my husband needs you. You know well what we have offered you and you know George's liberal hand.
Oh! back to Syria, or to Greece every road is the right one, if it only takes me away from this place." "And I, your friend?" asked Philippus. "I shall bear the remembrance of you in a grateful heart."
"Your mother and Philippus can give him an answer." "But he was your guardian, and your fortune, I know. . ." "In his hands it is safe." "And if the physician's fears should be justified?" "Then I will demand its restitution through a new Kyrios." "You will receive it without that! Have you no pity, no forgiveness?"
Meanwhile he did not cease his inquiries about his friend's health, and ordered a goblet to be brought him also, that he might pledge the slave and give brief answers to his sympathizing questions about the cause of the blindness, the noble Archias, the gracious young mistress Daphne, the famous Philippus and his wife, the companion Chrysilla, and the steward Gras.
"How is that?" laughed Amru, "You are too young and do not count yet, and I know no other maiden in Memphis whose wedding I should care to provide for." "But there is a man towards whom you feel most kindly, and who lives as lonely as a recluse. I should like to see him married, and at the same time as Orion and Paula. I mean our good friend Philippus." "The physician?
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