She was more than ever beautiful, and in becoming mistress of the villa, she had realized one of her cherished dreams.
In the midst of this simple, home-like scene, a servant appeared in the doorway, and spoke to her.
"A woman in the atrium to speak with the mistress." "Let her come.

I will receive her here." Presently the stranger entered.

At sight of her the Jewess arose, and was about to speak; then she hesitated, changed color, and finally drew back, saying, "I have known you, good woman.
You are--" "I was Iras, the daughter of Balthasar." Esther conquered her surprise, and bade the servant bring the Egyptian a seat.
"No," said Iras, coldly.

"I will retire directly." The two gazed at each other.

We know what Esther presented--a beautiful woman, a happy mother, a contented wife.