"Let her be a hostage dependent on thy good behavior. Lapse, and I

shall send her back to Olympus where they keep such nymphs."

Philadelphus smiled at Laodice, but the shock of their recent talk had

shaken her too much to enter into this idle chaff on the lips of those

upon whom the fortunes of Israel depended at that very hour.

John looked at her for a long time.

"Amaryllis veils thee in the enchantment of mystery. I think she is

tired of me and would have me interested in another woman. She does

all things well. Who art thou, in truth?"

The Greek lifted her head and gazed with overt anxiety at the girl;

Philadelphus turned toward her uneasily. Here was an opportunity for

Laodice either as a disappointed adventuress or as a supplanted wife,

to take revenge by exposing this pair of conspirators pledged to

undermine the Gischalan. But the girl had no such thought.

"I am Laodice," she said unreadily. "What history I have belongs to

another. What future shall be mine depends on others. I wait."

"If you mean to throw me off, Amaryllis, I shall not miss you," said

John.

The Greek smiled and plucking Philadelphus' sleeve led both men away.

"Do not commit yourself," she said to John, "there is yet another

woman under this roof. You shall have a choice."

They disappeared in the direction of her hall.

Laodice, stunned, amazed and shaken, stood still. The stock of her

troubles amounted to a sum of such magnitude that she could not grasp

it clearly. The entire structure which her life training and all her

purposes, the hope of her house and her husband's, the future of Judea

and the King to come, had constituted, had been attacked and

threatened to crumble and be swept away in a few hours' time.

Out of the wreck she rescued one hope. Momus would return from the

west with proofs in a few days' time--only a few days!




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