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Laodice was looking at hi eyes

"It was Seraiah," she said in a low voice "He entered this place on a

day last week All the city is afraid of hi teeth He almost

damped our patriotism We uttered our bombast, sealed our vows and

made our sorties, thereafter, every man of us, with our chins over our

shoulders! Spare me Seraiah! He has too much influence!"

"Is he a madman?" she asked

"Or else a supernatural e men by the fall of

my foot, as he does I should have Jerusale that the other incident occurred

That was of another nature We stu We stuures in shadows, but

one of these murmured a name that I heard once in the hills hereabout,

and I had profited by that name, so I halted It was an old host of a creature

with long white hair, that seemed to be struck with terror the instant

it heard ht it was a withered old wo in spite of the

snohite hair and wasted frahtily, and carried to my burrohere they now lie They

eat; they take up space; they add nothing to my cause But I can not

turn them out The old man disar eyes

"And the shepherd held thy hand?" he said softly She turned upon him

in astonish