convince her that it was necessary that she should
remain in the City of the Pyramids. In the first place she must liberate
her nurse--in this he could promise to help her--and everything he said
was so judicious in its bearing on the circumstances that had to be
reckoned with, and the facts actual or possible, that she was astonished
at the practical good sense of this man, with whom she had generally
talked only of matters apart from this world. Finally she yielded,
chiefly for the sake of her father and Perpetua; but partly in the hope
of still enjoying his society. She would remain in Memphis, at any rate
for the present, under the roof of a friend of the physician's--long
known to her by report--a Melchite like herself, and there await the
further development of her fate.

To be away from Orion and never, never to see him again was her
heartfelt wish. All places were the same to her where she had no fear of
meeting him. She hated him; still she knew that her heart would have no
peace so long as such a meeting was possible. Still, she longed to free
herself from a desire to see what his further career would be, which
came over her again and again with overwhelming and terrible power. For
that reason, and for that only, she longed to go far, far away, and she
was hardly satisfied by the leech's assurance that her new protector
would be able to keep away all visitors whom she might not wish to
receive. And he himself, he added, would make it his business to stand
between her and all intruders the moment she sent for him.

They did not part till the sun was rising above the eastern hills; as
they separated Paula said:

"So this morning a new life begins for me, which I can well imagine
will, by your help, be pleasanter than that which is past."

And Philippus replied with happy emotion: "The new life for me began
yesterday."

CHAPTER XIV.

Between morning and noon Mary was sitting on a low cane seat under the
sycamores which yesterday had shaded Katharina's brief young happiness;
by her side was her governess Eudoxia, under whose superintendence she
was writing out the Ten Commandments from a Greek catechism.

The teacher had been lulled to sleep by the increasing heat and the
pervading scent of flowers, and her pupil had ceased to write. Her eyes,
red with tears, were fixed on the shells with which the path was strewn,
and she was using her long ruler, at first to stir them about, and
then to write the w