He had necklaces of beads and silver, and a glass amulet with a man's face, very like his own, set between two bull's heads, as well as gold and silver bracelets and armlets.

He looked keenly at the children.

Then he said-- 'My brother Pheles has just come back from Tarshish.

He's at his garden house--unless he's hunting wild boar in the marshes.

He gets frightfully bored on shore.' 'Ah,' said the skipper, 'he's a true-born Phoenician.