should next fall upon them.

"How it happened they know not. A man arrived late in the evening
and said that one of their father's best customers wanted a supply
of fish for a banquet he was to give next day, and that he wanted
to speak to him at once to arrange about the quantity and quality
of fish he required. Suspecting nothing the old man left at once,
and was never heard of afterwards. Next morning, seeing that he had
not returned, one of his sons went to the house to which he had
been fetched, but found that its owner knew nothing of the affair,
and denied that he had sent any message whatever to him. Fearing
that something was wrong they searched everywhere, but it was not
until last night that his body was, as I have told you, found.

"They are convinced that their father died in no private feud.
He had not, as far as they know, an enemy in the world. You may
imagine how l feel this; not only did I regard him as a friend,
but I feel that it was owing to his acting as I led him that he
has come to his death."

"The tyrants!" Giscon exclaimed in a low voice. "But what can you
do, Malchus?"

"I am going to my father," Malchus replied, "to ask him to take
the matter up."

"What can he do?" Giscon said with a bitter laugh. "What can
he prove? Can he accuse our most noble body of judges, without a
shadow of proof, of making away with this unknown old fisherman.
No, Malchus, if you are in earnest to revenge your friend come with