"Certainly not, we strive after virtue and ought to do everything to
render ourselves independent of nature and her cravings. But to be sure
she often asserts her rights--to return then: where do you get the
money?"

"Why, it burns in the purses of the people in there. It is their duty to
give to the poor, and to tell the truth, their pleasure also; and so week
by week they give me a few drachmae for my suffering brother."

"Bah! you are the only son of your father, and he is dead."

"'All men are brethren' say the Christians, consequently I may call you
mine without lying."

"Join them then for aught I care," laughed the other. "How would it be
if I followed you among the Christians? Perhaps they would give me
weekly money too, for my suffering brother, and then we could have double
meals."

The cynics laughed loudly and parted; one went back into the city, the
other into the garden belonging to the Christian widow.

Arsinoe had entered here before the dishonest philosopher and had gone
straight to Hannah's house without being detained by the gate-keeper. As
she got nearer to her destination, she tried more and more earnestly to
devise some way in which she might inform her sister of all the dreadful
things that had happened, and which she must learn sooner or later,
without giving her too great a shock. Her dread was not much less than
her grief. As she reflected on the last few days and on all that had