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When the surf beat roaring on the strand, Xanthe thought she could hear these creatures guiding their course with their scaly tails and blowing into shells, and many a glimmering foam-crest on a deep-blue wave was no transparent bubble-no, the girl distinctly saw that it was the white neck, the gleaming arm, or the snowy foot of one of Nereus's daughters.
"Still, I stick to it: your Xanthe belongs to our Phaon, and, if you would act according to Dionysius's wishes, like fair-minded people " "Isn't Alciphron the best and wisest of men also Dionysius's child?
"Yours," interrupted the dwarf, standing before Lysander "yours will be a pleasant one, for the hen has drawn for you a leaf that means peaceful happiness." "A violet-leaf!" exclaimed Xanthe. "Yes, a violet-leaf," repeated the conjurer. "Put it in my hand. There are just look here there are seven lines, and seven everybody knows that seven is the number of health.
"My Alciphron has a heart!" cried the house-keeper. "You shall receive from me, on the day of your departure, the same sum and a matron's blue robe," said Lysander. Shortly after the marriage of Xanthe and Phaon, Semestre went to live with her daughter.
Leaning on Phaon's strong shoulder he joyously went out of the house, greeted his handsome young nephew as well as his brother, and said: "Let Phaon live with Xanthe in my house, which will soon be his own, for I am feeble and need help." "With all my heart," cried Protarch, "and it will be well on every account, for, for well, it must come out, for I, foolish graybeard "
"Is it true," asked Xanthe, blushing, "that my uncle is seeking a rich bride for him in Messina?" "Probably, but in courtship one does not always reach the desired goal. Has Phaon told you nothing about his father's wishes? Question the conjurer, or he'll get his new clothes with far too little trouble. Save me the reproach of being a spendthrift."
With all this, the young girl found little time to think of the new suitor; she must first shatter the old divine image, but every blow of the hammer hurt her as if it fell upon herself. The rose-bush to which Xanthe went grew on the dike that belonged in common to her father and uncle, beside a bench of beautifully-polished white marble.
"I could, but I don't like to hear news on an empty stomach, and what is said in this letter concerns myself, I should suppose, and nobody else. Go and call Xanthe to breakfast, Dorippe." "I know what is in it," cried the girl, reluctant to part from her companion's brother, whom she loved, and who still had a great deal to tell her about his journey to Messina. "Mopsus has told us.
The girl merely cast a swift glance at the speaker, and then seemed as busily occupied with her roses as if she were sitting entirely alone. "Well?" he asked again, fixing his large dark eyes upon her with an expression of surprise, and waiting for some greeting. As she remained persistently silent, he exclaimed, still in the same attitude: "I wish you a joyful morning, Xanthe."
But she is cheerful, active, and clever, and will aid Phaon and Xanthe in their young house-keeping with many a piece of good advice." "I shall go to my daughter in Agrigentum," said Semestre, positively. "Go," replied Lysander, kindly, "and enjoy yourself in your old age on the money you have saved." "Which my father," added Leonax, "will increase by the sum of a thousand drachmae.
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