derful change it had produced in her darling.
Paula was now the radiant being that she had been at home on the
Lebanon; and when she appeared before the assembled judges in the hall
of justice they gazed at her in amazement, for never had a woman on her
trial for life or death stood in their presence with eyes so full of
happiness. And yet she was in evil straits. The just and clement Kadi,
himself the loving father of daughters, felt a pang at his heart as he
noted the delusive confidence which so evidently filled the soul of this
noble maiden.

Yes, she was in evil straits: a crushing piece of evidence was in their
hands, and the constitution of the court--which was in strict conformity
with the law must in itself be unfavorable to her. Her case was to be
tried by an equal number of Egyptians and of Arabs. The Moslems were
included because by her co-operation, Arabs had been slain; while Paula,
as a Christian and a resident in Memphis, came under the jurisdiction of
the Egyptians.

The Kadi presided, and experience had taught him that the Jacobite
members of the bench of judges kept the sentence of death in their
sleeves when the accused was of the Melchite confession. What had
especially prejudiced them against this beautiful creature he knew not;
but he easily discovered that they were hostile to the accused, and if
they should utter the verdict "guilty", and only two Arabs should echo
it, the girl's fate was sealed.

And what was the declaration which that whiterobed old man among the
witnesses desired to make--the venerable and learned Horapollo? The
glances he cast at Paula augured her no good.

It was so oppressively, so insufferably hot in the hall! Each one felt
the crushing influence, and in spite of the importance of the occasion,
the proceedings every now and then came to a stand-still and then were
hurried on again with unseemly haste.

The prisoner herself seemed happily to be quite fresh and not affected
by the sultriness of the day. It had cost her small effort to adhere to
her statement that she had had no share in the escape of the sisters,
when catechised by the ruffianly negro; but she found it hard to defy
Othman's benevolent questioning. However, there was no choice, and she
succeeded in proving that she had never quitted Memphis nor the house
of Rufinus at the time when the Arab warriors met their death between
Athribis and Doomiat. The Kadi endeavored to turn this to account for
her advant