You know them both, Hermon.

Here, of course, you scarcely heard how she lured him from his wife and the lovely little girl who bears my name.

She tempted the poor fellow to her ship, only to cast him off at the end of a month for another.

Now he is at home again, but he thinks Ismene is the statue from the Temple of Isis, which has gained life and speech; for he has lost his mind, and when I saw him I felt as if I should die of horror and pity.

Now she is coming home with Proclus, and, as the way led through Pelusium, she attached herself to our friends and forces herself in here with them.