desert her was to abandon himself. His trifling with Heliodora could but
divert him from the high aim he had set before himself. This aim he kept
constantly in view; his spirit hungered for peaceful days in which he
might act on the resolution he had formed in church and fulfil the task
set before him by the Arab governor.

The knowledge that he had inherited an enormous fortune now afforded
him no joy, for he was forced to confess to himself that but for this
superabundant wealth he might have been a very different man; and
more than once a vehement wish came over him to fling away all his
possessions and wrestle for peace of mind and the esteem of the best men
by his own unaided powers.

The senator had taken his confession as it was meant: if Thomas'
daughter was indeed what Orion described her there could be but small
hope for his beautiful favorite. He and Martina must e'en make their way
home again with two adopted dear ones, and it must be the care of the
old folks to comfort the young ones instead of the young succoring the
old as was natural. And in spite of everything Orion had won on his
affections, for every day, every hour he was struck by some new quality,
some greater trait than he had looked for in the young man.

Torches were flaring in the inn-yard where, under a palm-thatched roof
supported on poles and covering a square space in the middle, benches
stood for the guests to rest. Here Justinus and Orion again met for a
few minutes' conversation.

His warders were also seated near them; they did not let Orion out of
their sight even while they ate their meal of mutton, bread, onions, and
dates. The senator's servants brought some food from the chariot, and
just as Justinus and Orion had begun their attack on it, a tall man
came into the yard and made his way to the benches. This was Philippus,
pausing on his road to Djidda. He had learnt, even before coming in,
whom he would find here, a prisoner; and the Arabs, to whom the leech
was known, allowed him to join the pair, though at the same time they
came a little nearer, and their leader understood Greek.

Philippus was anything rather than cordially disposed towards Orion;
still, he knew what peril hung over the youth, and how sad a loss he had
suffered. His conscience bid him do all he could to prove helpful in the
trial that awaited him in the matter of the expedition in which Rufinus
had perished. He was the bearer, too, of sad news which the A