I shall not ask you; in return for that promise that I may conclude what I will." "If you are too discerning, lady," he answered, while his eyes sought down the corridor for a glimpse of the one he had come to see, "you are dangerous." "And what then ?" "I must devise a way to silence you." She lifted her brows.

In that very speech was the portrait of the Maccabee that she had come to love through letters.
"There is something familiar in your mood," she said thoughtfully.

"It seems that I have known you--for many years." He made no answer.

He had said all that he wished to say to this woman.

She noted his silence and rose.
"I shall send the girl to you." "Thou art good," he answered and she withdrew.
A moment later Laodice came into the chamber.