fore the summons was proclaimed, but Tryphon,
the shipwright, who has a workshop down by the King's Harbor, held me
back and called out to the assembly that his sons said that I had two
pretty young daughters. Pray how did he know that?"

With these words the steward lifted his grey brows and his face grew
red to the roots of his hair. Selene shrugged her shoulders, but Arsinoe
said:

"Tryphon's shipyard lies just below and we often pass it; but we do not
know him or his sons. Have you ever seen them Selene? At any rate it is
polite of him to speak of us as pretty."

"Nobody need trouble themselves about your appearance unless they want
to ask my permission to marry you," replied the steward with a growl.

"And what did you say to Tryphon?" asked Selene.

"I did as I was obliged. Your father is steward of a palace which at
present belongs to Rome and the Emperor; hence I must receive Hadrian as
a guest in this, the dwelling of my fathers, and therefore I, less than
any other citizen--cannot withhold my share in the honors which the city
council has decreed shall be paid to him."

"Then we really may," said Arsinoe, and she went up to her father to
give him a coaxing pat. But Keraunus was not in the humor to accept
caresses; he pushed her aside with an angry: "Leave me alone," and then
went on:

"If Hadrian were to ask me 'Where are your daughters on the occasion of
the festival?' and if I had to reply, 'They were not among the daughters
of the noble citizens,' it would be an insult to Caesar, to whom in fact
I feel very well disposed. All this I had to consider, and I gave your
names and promised to send you to the great Theatre to the assembly of
young girls. There you will be met by the noblest matrons and maidens of
the city, and the first painters and sculptors will decide to what part
of the performance your air and appearance are best fitted."

"But, father," cried Selene, "we cannot show ourselves in such an
assembly in our common garments, and where are we to find the money to
buy new ones?"

"We can quite well show ourselves by any other girls, in clean, white
woollen dresses, prettily smartened with fresh ribbons," declared
Arsinoe, interposing between her father and her sister.

"It is not that which troubles me," replied the steward; "it is the
costumes, the costumes! It is only the daughters of the poorer citizens
who will be paid by the council, and it would be a disgrace to be
numbered among t