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Ah! and how could she help it she sat up and opened her arms to him. "Be still, my child, he still," said Hannah. "It is not good for you to move about so much." Selene opened her eyes, but only to close them again and to dream for some time longer till she was startled from her rest by loud voices in the garden.
Selene made no answer, but she sighed deeply, and her eye glanced at a quantity of useless things which her father had acquired and brought home because they were cheap, while she and her seven sisters wanted the most necessary things.
I dare say you will betray me to my father " But Arsinoe did not finish her sentence, for Selene looked up at her with a mixture of suffering and alarm, and said: "I cannot be glad I am in too much pain."
Selene felt tired, very tired, and as the pain diminished, a comfortable sense stole over her of peace and respite in the silent and loving homeliness of her surroundings; a feeling that was new and very soothing, though it was interrupted, now and again, by her anxiety for those at home.
"Mamma, mamma my God! What shall we do? These spells! You'll kill yourself, darling. I'm going to take you back, dearie ain't that enough? I promise. I promise. You mustn't, mamma! These spells they ain't good for a young girl like Selene to hear. Mamma, ain't you got your own Shila your own Selene? Ain't that something? Ain't it? Ain't it?"
She only taught her doctrine when the girl asked her questions and begged for information. All that here surrounded Selene breathed of love and peace, and the child felt this, spoke of it, forced her to acknowledge it, and, in his own person, was the first object on which to exercise a wish hitherto unknown to her, to be herself loving and lovable.
On the farther side stood the bed on which Selene was lying; a few paces from it sat the deformed girl asleep, while dame Hannah softly went up to the patient with a wet compress in her hand which she carefully laid on her head. Pollux touched Arsinoe and whispered to her: "Your sister lies there in her sleep like an Ariadne deserted by Dionysus.
On the steps where the dog had thrown down Selene she met a man hurrying past her; in the dim light she fancied he bore some resemblance to the slave that her father had bought the day before; but she paid no particular heed, for her mind was full of so many other things.
When the widow stroked her thick soft hair, Selene looked up with a smile and asked: "Have I been to sleep?" "You shut your eyes my child," replied the widow. "Here are your wages and your sister's, for twelve days; do not move, I will put it in your little bag.
Selene had been convinced from the first of the bootlessness of the attempt, and was now anxious to bring the transaction to a speedy conclusion, as the hour was approaching when she and Arsinoe had to go to the papyrus factory.
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