I see no reasonable ground for detaining her, Heron.
I should like afterwards to take her home with me, across the lake; it would be a comfort to Polybius and soothe his pain to have his favorite with him, his future daughter .-- Get ready, my child." The artist had listened with growing anger, and a swift surge of rage made him long to give the freedman a sharp lesson.

But when his glaring eye met the Christian's steady, grave gaze, he controlled himself, and only said, with a shrug which sufficiently expressed his feeling that he was surrendering his veto against his better judgment, addressing himself to Melissa and ignoring Andreas: "You are betrothed, and of age.

Go, for aught I care, in obedience to him whose wishes evidently outweigh mine.

Polybius's son is your master henceforth." He folded his mantle, and when the girl hastened to help him he allowed her to do it; but he went on, to the freedman: "And for aught I care, you may take her across the lake, too.

It is natural that Polybius should wish to see his future daughter.