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Title: Out of the Triangle

Author: Mary E. Bamford

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Release Date: January, 2003
First Posted: July 5, 2001

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OUT OF THE TRIANGLE.

A STORY OF THE FAR EAST.

BY

MARY E. BAMFORD.

CONTENTS

OUT OF THE TRIANGLE
THE SQUASH OF THE ESVIDOS
THE VERSE MARTIN READ
BY THE WAY
AT COUSIN HARRIET'S
COMALE'S REVENGE
AT THE PANADERIA
MISS STRATTON'S PAPER
AN HONEST DAY'S WORK
TIMOTEO
THE VICTORY OF QUANG PO
THE NEW IGLOO

OUT OF THE TRIANGLE

CHAPTER I.

A voice rang through one of the streets of Alexandria.

"Sinners, away, or keep your eyes to the ground! Keep your eyes to
the ground!"

The white-robed priestesses of Ceres, carrying a sacred basket,
walked in procession through the Alexandrian street, and as they
walked they cried aloud their warning.

So, for four centuries, since the reign of Ptolemy Philadelphus, had
priestesses of Ceres walked and called aloud their admonitions
through this city; though of late years men had come to know that
what the sacred basket held was a live snake, supposed to be the
author of sin and death.

Before the great temple of Ceres in the southeast quarter of the
city, the crier stood on the steps of the portico, and proclaimed
his invitation: "All ye who are clean of hands and pure of heart,
come to the sacrifice! All ye who are guiltless in thought and deed,
come to the sacrifice!"

Among the passing people, the lad Heraklas shrank back. When the
sacred basket of Ceres had met him, he had bent his eyes downward,
deeming himself unworthy of the sight. And now, as the crier's
invitation rang from the portico, "All ye who are guiltless in
thought and deed, come to the sacrifice!" Heraklas trembled.

Swiftly he hurried away and passed down the broad street that led to
the Gate of the Moon on th