erest that you are about to visit; every European traveler
understands that."

"But do you suppose it is really an accurate outline?" Eurie said,
again, quoting opinions that she had read until she fancied they were
her own.

Again Mr. Roberts favored her with that peculiar look from under heavy
eyebrows--a look half satirical, half amused.

"Some of the most skilled surveyors and traveled scholars have so
reported," he said, carelessly. "And when you add to that the fact that
they are Christian men, who have no special reason for getting up a
wholesale deception for us, and are supposed to be tolerably reliable
on all other subjects, I see no reason to doubt the statement."

On the whole, Eurie had the satisfaction of realizing that she had
appeared like a simpleton.

Flossy, meantime, was wandering delightedly along the banks, stopping
here and there to read the words on the little white tablets that marked
the places of special interest.

"Do you see," she said, turning eagerly, "that these are Bible
references on each tablet? Wouldn't it be interesting to know what they
selected as the scene to especially mark this place?"

Mr. Roberta swung a camp-chair from his arm, planted it firmly in the
ground, and drew a Bible from his pocket.

"Miss Mitchell," he said, "suppose you sit down here in this road,
leading from Jerusalem to Bethany, and tell us what is going on just now
in Bethany, while Miss Shipley and I supply you with chapter and verse."

"I am not very familiar with the text-book," Eurie said. "If you are
really in the village yourselves you might possibly inquire of the
inhabitants before I could find the account." But she took the chair
and the Bible.

"Look at Matthew xxi. 17, Eurie," Flossy said, stooping over the tablet,
and Eurie read:

"'And he left them, and went out of the city into Bethany; and he lodged
there.'"

"That was Jesus, wasn't it? Then he went this way, this very road,
Eurie, where you are sitting!" It was certainly very fascinating.

"And stopped at the house on which you have your hand, perhaps," Mr.
Roberts said, smiling at her eager face.

"That might have been Simon's house, for instance."

"Did _he_ live in Bethany? I don't know anything about these things."

"Eurie, look if you can find anything about him. The next reference is
Matthew xxvi."

And again Eurie read:

"'Now when Jesus was in Bethany, in the house of Simon the leper.'"

"The very place!" Floss