h, in the House of God, I have often found it deliciously cool and
to-day it is the Church that eases my death-bed by her pardon. Do you,
my Son, be faithful to her. No member of our house should ever be an
apostate. As to the new faith--it is overspreading land after land with
incredible power; ambition and covetousness are driving thousands into
its fold. But we--we are faithful to Christ Jesus, we are no traitors.
If I, I the Mukaukas, had consented to go over to the Khaliff I might
have been a prince in purple, and have governed my own country in his
name. How many have deserted to the Moslems! And the temptation will
come to you, too, and their faith offers much that is attractive to the
crowd. They imagine a Paradise full of unspeakably alluring joys--but
we, my son--we shall meet again in our own, shall we not?"

"Yes, yes, Father!" cried the young man. "I will remain a Christian,
staunch and true..."

"That is right," interrupted the sick man. He was determined to forget
that his son wished to marry a Melchite and went on quickly: "Paula....
But no more of that. Remain faithful to your own creed--otherwise....
However, child, seek your own road; you are--but you will walk in the
right way, and it is because I know that, know it surely, that I can die
so calmly.

"I have provided abundantly for your temporal welfare. I have been a
good husband, a faithful father, have I not, O Saviour?--Have I not,
Neforis? And that which is my best and surest comfort is that for many
long years I have administered justice in this land, and never, never
once--and Thou my Refuge and Comforter art my witness!--never once
consciously or willingly have I been an unrighteous judge. Before me the
poor were equal with the rich, the powerful with the helpless widow.
Who would have dared...." Here he broke off; his eyes, wandering feebly
round the room, fell on Mary who had sunk on her knees, opposite to
Orion on the other side of the bed. The dying man, who had thus summed
up the outcome of a long and busy life, ceased his reflections, and
when the child saw that he was vainly trying to turn his powerless
head towards her, she threw her arms round him with passionate grief;
unscared by his fixed gaze or the altered hue of his beloved face, she
kissed his lips and cheeks, exclaiming:

"Grandfather, dear grandfather, do not leave us; stay with us, pray,
pray stay with us!"

Something faintly resembling a smile parted his parched lips,