As the warder paced to and fro the blade of his partisan gleamed in the sunshine.

He must have seen Felix, but with military indifference did not pay the slightest heed to the latter's efforts to attract his attention.
He now passed the war-ship, and shouted to the men at work, who were, he could see, carrying sheaves of arrows and bundles of javelins from the vessel and placing them on carts; but they did not trouble to reply.

His common dress and ordinary appearance did not inspire them with any hope of payment from him if they obliged him with a boat.

The utter indifference with which his approach was seen showed him the contempt in which he was held.
Looking round to see if there were no bridge or ferry, he caught sight of the grey church tower which he had observed from afar while sailing.
It was quite a mile from the city, and isolated outside the walls.

It stood on the slope of the hill, over whose summit the tower was visible.
He wandered up towards it, as there were usually people in or about the churches, which were always open day and night.