It tells me of aching arms in the galley.

I cannot sleep at night, hearing it." Appius laughed with amusement.

"Little fool!" said he.

"The slaves of Tepas are all Jews." "But they are men," said the beautiful girl; "and do you not understand, dear brother?
I love a man." "Love!" exclaimed Appius, with contempt, "'Tis only as the longing of the bird for its mate." "Nay, I would give all for him I love." "Not all," said he, with a look of surprise.
"Yes, all--even you, and my mother, and my home, and my country, and my life--I am sick with longing.

And when I think of him I cannot bear to see men suffer." "You are gone mad," said Appius, "and I pray the gods to bring you back.