For a week or more I shall have no time to spend upon this Magas, who must give myself to business upon which hangs my power and perchance my life." These words she spoke heavily, then fell into a fit of brooding.

Rousing herself, she went on: "Did you note yesterday, Olaf, if you had any mind left for the things of earth, that as I drove in state through the streets many met me with sullen silence, while others cursed me openly and shouted, 'Where is the Augustus ?' 'Give us Constantine.

We will have no woman's rule.'" "I saw and heard something of these things, Augusta; also that certain of the soldiers on guard in the city had a mutinous air." "Aye, but what you did not see and hear was that a plot had been laid to murder me in the cathedral.

I got wind of it in time and if you were still governor of yonder prison you'd know where the murderers are to-day.

Yet they're but tools; it is their captains whom I want.