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She was gone

Where was that ancient rigor of atht Laodice Had it existed only in the shut house of

Costobarus? Was all the world wicked except that which was confined

within the four walls of her father's house? Could she survive long in

this unanimously bad environment? But she remembered Joseph of Pella,

the shepherd; even then his wholesomeness was not without its canker

He was a Christian!

Philadelphus was at her side

She flinched fron

"My lady objects to your presence in this house," he said "You have

not made it worth my while to insist on your shelter here"

"Your lady," she said hotly, "is two-fold evilly engaged, then She

has time to ruin you, while she furnishes John with all the

inspiration he would have for sonnets"

"So she refrains fro John with my two hundred talents, I

shall not quarrel with her You have your own difficulties to adjust,

and mine, only in so far as they concern you"

His voice had lost none of its smoothness, but it had become hard and