e pleasure of a city life--"

"And we do so without regret," said Julia, interrupting her husband,
"for we bear in our minds the germ of a more indestructible, purer, and
more lasting happiness."

"Amen!" said the Patriarch. "Where two such as you dwell together there
the Lord is third in the bond." "Give us your disciple Marcianus to be
our travelling-companion," said Titianus.

"Willingly," said Eumenes. "Shall he come to visit you when I leave
you?"

"Not immediately," replied Julia. "I have this morning an important and
at the same time pleasant business to attend to. You know Paulina, the
widow of Pudeus. She took into her keeping a pretty young creature--"

"And Arsinoe has run away from her."

"We took her in here," said Titianus. "Her protectress seems to have
failed in attracting her to her, or in working favorably on her nature."

"Yes," said the Patriarch. "There was but one key to her full, bright
heart--Love--but Paulina tried to force it open with coercion and
persistent driving. It remained closed--nay, the lock is spoiled.--But,
if I may ask, how came the girl into your house?"

"That I can tell you later, we did not make her acquaintance for the
first time yesterday."

"And I am going to fetch her lover to her," cried the prefect's wife.

"Paulina will claim her of you," said the Patriarch. "She is having
her sought for everywhere; but the child will never thrive under her
guidance."

"Did the widow formally adopt Arsinoe?" asked Titianus.

"No; she proposed doing so as soon as her young pupil--"

"Intentions count for nothing in law, and I can protect our pretty
little guest against her claim."

"I will fetch her," said Julia. "The time must certainly have seemed
very long to her already. Will you come with me, Eumenes?"

"With pleasure," replied the old man, "Arsinoe and I are excellent
friends; a conciliatory word from me will do her good, and my blessing
cannot harm even a heathen. Farewell, Titianus, my deacons are expecting
me."

When Julia returned to the sitting-room with her protegee, the child's
eyes were wet with tears, for the kind words of the venerable old
man had gone to her heart and she knew and acknowledged that she had
experienced good as well as evil from Paulina.

The matron found her husband no longer alone. Wealthy old Plutarch
with his two supporters was with him, and in black garments, which were
decorated with none but white flowers, instead of many colored