Oh! were I a man she seemed such a one as I should love, who, like all my people, have ever worshipped beauty.

Yet, what did I say, that she put me in mind of a nymph of Greece.

Nay, that was not so.

It was of a goddess of Old Egypt that she put me in mind, for on her face was the dreaming smile which I have seen on that of a statue of mother Isis whom the Egyptians worshipped.

Moreover, she wore just such a headdress as I have noted upon those statues.' "Now the lady Martina answered: 'Surely, you must have dreamed, Mistress.