He passed the door.
"To the evil honor is ever stupid," he said, to himself, as he left the palace.

By-and-by he added, thoughtfully, "'Tis a mighty friend--this great love in me." And said David, who was waiting when he returned: "They kept you long, my master." "Yes; I have been fighting!" "Fighting ?" "For the prize of heaven in the amphitheatre of hell.

My love was my shield, the power of God my weapon." "Friend, what mean you ?" "That an evil woman has tried to put the leash of fate upon me." "How fared the battle ?" "It was my victory," said Vergilius; "and I do feel a mighty peace in me.".