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Without a word of explanation, Her in breathless haste No one stopped theuards, servants, and officials until a far later hour, was coh it with his friend

The door leading into the outer air stood open, but Her on the scholar's arm, had scarcely crossed the threshold and entered the little courtyard encircled with ornamental plants, which separated this portion of the palace from the street, when both were surrounded by a band of armed Macedonian soldiers, whose co! Not a sound, if you value your lives!"

Incensed, and believing that there was some mistake, Hermon announced himself as a sculptor and Crates as a member of the Museuhtest effect upon the warrior; nay, when the friends answered the officer's inquiry whether they were co from Proclus's banquet in the affirmative; he curtly commanded them to be put in chains

To offer resistance would have beenof weapons around thereatly superior power of the ene "To the prison near the place of execution!" cried the officer; and now not only the eon opened only to those sentenced to death

Was he to be led to the executioner's block? A cold shudder ran through his fra locks, and his chest heaved with a long breath

What pleasure had life to offer hiht he not to greet this sudden end as a boon froreat and painful as could be iined?

He had already taken care that the false renown should not follow hirave, and Myrtilus should have his just due, and he would do whatever else lay in his power to further this object Wherever the beloved dead ht await him, he desired no better fate If he had passed into annihilation, he, Hermon, wished to follow him thither, and annihilation certainly meant redemption from pain and misery But if he were destined to rave, what had he not to tell the a joyful reception there from both! The pohich delivered him over to death just at that moment was not Nemesis--no, it was a kindly deity