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Without waiting for Selene's answer the sculptor hastened into his nook and returned first with one of the lamps he worked by in each hand, and some small tools in his mouth, and then fetched his wax model which he placed on the outer side of the table, behind which the steward was sleeping.

An exclamation of surprise, a word of sympathy, a short pause in the movement of his hand and tool, were all the demonstration on the artist's part, to which the story of Selene's adventure and the loss of his master's costly property gave rise; his whole attention was absorbed in his occupation. The farther his work progressed the higher rose his admiration for his model.

"'Not the ineffable stars that interlace The azure canopy of Zeus himself Have surer sweetness than my hyacinths When they grow blue, in gazing on blue heaven, Than the white lilies of my rivers, when In leafy spring Selene's silver horn Spills paleness, peace, and fragrance."

"Now everything is settled, and you can tell the ship-builder we shall go. Our white dresses are still quite good, but a few ells of new light blue ribbon for my hair, and of red for Selene's, you must buy on the way, at Abibaal, the Phoenician's." "Very good." "I will see at once to both the dresses but, to be sure, when are we to be ready?" "In two hours."

The lad moistened Selene's forehead with the reviving fluid, made her inhale the strong essence which the phial contained, and cried again loud and earnestly, "Wake, wake." And presently her lips parted, showing her small, white teeth, and then she slowly raised the lids which had veiled her eyes.

"I will not leave you here an instant longer than is necessary," he said as urgently as though she were in some infected house; he kissed her forehead, bowed to Hannah as loftily as though he had just bestowed an alms upon her, and departed, without listening to Selene's assurances that she was extremely happy and comfortable with the widow.

The widow guessed at the blow that bad fallen on the sisters and full of anxiety on Selene's account she interrupted the weeping child saying: "Hush, hush my child-Selene must not hear you. Come out with me and then you can tell me all."

The widow guessed at the blow that bad fallen on the sisters and full of anxiety on Selene's account she interrupted the weeping child saying: "Hush, hush my child-Selene must not hear you. Come out with me and then you can tell me all."

The tailor's nimble apprentice helped Arsinoe to arrange her dress and Selene's, and was never weary of praising the sheen and silkiness of Arsinoe's hair, while she twisted it with ribbons, built it up and twisted it at the back so gracefully with a comb, that it fell in a thick mass of artfully-curled locks down her neck and back.

The widow guessed at the blow that bad fallen on the sisters and full of anxiety on Selene's account she interrupted the weeping child saying: "Hush, hush my child-Selene must not hear you. Come out with me and then you can tell me all."