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To-morrow it will be four." "And Sabbath, it will be seven. A long time, a long time!" The Maccabee turned and went back to the khan. A gap in the hills had hidden the girl in the silver tissue, and the blitheness of the Maccabee's spirit had gone with her. By sunset, the Maccabee and Julian of Ephesus had taken the road to Jerusalem again.
He was angry with the hieratic banishment that sent her out to subsist by the roadside for seven days in early spring; angry with the harsh inhospitality of the hills; and angrier that he could not change it all. He looked at the old mute to see that he was carefully putting away the remnants of a meal of durra bread and curds. The primitive gallantry of the original man stirred in the Maccabee.
He reached into his tunic and drew forth a pair of dice. "We will play for her," he said. The Maccabee put the tesserae aside. "We will not use them," he said. "I know them to be cogged. Let us have the judgment of a coin." A bronze coin of Agrippa was produced.
Julian of Ephesus was then the husband that she was to join in Jerusalem! Small wonder she had been indignant when he, the Maccabee, in the spirit of mischief, had laid a wife to Julian's door and had described her as most unprepossessing. And that was why her terror of Julian had been so abject!
It conveyed to her social ostracism not being asked to serve on church committees omitted when invitations for teas were being issued cold-shouldered out of the Y.A.K. Society, which met monthly for purposes of mutual improvement of being blackballed, perhaps, when she would become a Maccabee!
The Maccabee, among the fighting-men on the wall, saw his approach and discreetly stepped behind a soldier that he might not be singled out as a familiar toward which the approaching mediator would logically direct his appeal. He had no desire to be addressed by his name before this precarious mob already mad with rage at a turncoat.
"What," she exclaimed, "has she not laid her claim before you yet?" The Maccabee shook his head. "Know, then, that this pretty nameless creature claims to be the wife of this same Philadelphus." He sat up in his earnestness. "What!" he cried. "Even so! Insists upon it in the face of the lady princess' proofs and Philadelphus' denial!" The Maccabee's brows dropped while he gazed down at the Greek.
"None, except Amaryllis, and she has not seen me since I was sixteen years old." "And there also is an obstacle which I had forgotten to enumerate," Julian said argumentatively. "You have put your trust in a frail woman." "Amaryllis may be frail," the Maccabee admitted, "but she is sufficiently manly to have all that you and I demand of a man to put faith in him.
Nothing occurred to Julian at that moment but to impersonate the Maccabee until it was possible to get possession of the two hundred talents from those friends in Jerusalem who were interested in his cousin's welfare. No one in Jerusalem knew Philadelphus Maccabaeus. Aquila, as fellow-conspirator, would not dare to expose him if Julian appeared as his cousin.
She lifted her eyes now with trouble in them. "Is there any less dangerous way than this?" she asked. The Maccabee sat down and clasped his hands about his knees. This grasping at the slightest excuse to remain exasperated the perplexed Momus, who could not understand the stranger's assurance. But the Maccabee failed to see him. "There is," he said to Laodice. "One can journey with you.
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