"Doyoustillthreatenmewiththatoutstretchedhand，Preacher？"mockedOro。
　　"Ican’tmoveit，"saidBastin；"itseemsturnedtostone。"
　　"Bethankfulthatyoualsoarenotturnedtostone。But，becauseyourcouragepleasesme，Iwillspareyou，yes，andwilladvanceyouinmyNewKingdom。Whatshallyoube？ControllerofReligions，Ithink，sinceallthequalitiesthatahighpriestshouldhaveareyours——faith，fanaticismandfolly。"
　　"Itisverystrange，"saidBastin，"butallofasuddenmyarmandhandarequitewellagain。Isupposeitmusthavebeen’pinsandneedles’orsomethingofthatsortwhichmademethrowawaythepistolandpullthetriggerwhenIdidn’tmeantodoso。"
　　Thenhewenttofetchthatarticlewhichhadfallenbeyondthedais，andquiteforgothisintentionofexecutingOrointheinterestoftestingitsmechanism，whichprovedtobedestroyed。
　　Tohisproposedappointmenthemadenoillusion。Ifhecomprehendedwhatwasmeant，whichIdoubt，hetookitasajoke。
　　"Hearkenallofyou，"saidOro，liftinghisheadsuddenly，forwhileBastinrecoveredtherevolverhehadbeenbrooding。"ThegreatthingwhichIshalldotomorrowmustbewitnessedbyyoubecausetherebyonlycanyoucometounderstandmypowers。AlsoyonderwhereIbringitaboutinthebowelsoftheearth，youwillbesaferthanelsewhere，sincewhenandperhapsbeforeithappens，thewholeworldwillheaveandshakeandtremble，andI
　　knownotwhatmaychance，eveninthesecaves。Forthisreasonalso，donotforgettobringthelittlehoundwithyou，sincehimleastofallofyouwouldIseecometoharm，perhapsbecauseonce，hundredsofgenerationsagoasyoureckontime，Ihadadogveryliketohim。Yourmotherlovedhimmuch，Yva，andwhenshedied，thisdogdiedalso。Heliesembalmedwithheronhercoffinyonderinthetemple，andyesterdayIwenttolookatbothofthem。Thebeastsarewonderfullyalike，whichshowstheeverlastingnessofblood。"
　　Hepausedawhile，lostinthought，thencontinued："AfterthedeedisdoneI’llspeakwithyouandyoushallchoose，Strangers，whetheryouwilldieyourownmasters，orliveontoserveme。
　　Nowthereisoneproblemthatislefttometosolve——whetherI
　　cansaveacertainland——donotaskwhichitis，Humphrey，thoughIseethequestioninyoureyes——ormustletitgowiththerest。
　　IonlyansweryouthatIwilldomybestbecauseyouloveit。Sofarewellforawhile，and，Preacher，beadvisedbymeanddonotaimtoohighagain。"
　　"Itdoesn’tmatterwhereIaim，"answeredBastinsturdily，"orwhetherIhitormiss，sincethereissomethingmuchbiggerthanmewaitingtodealwithyou。Thecountriesthatyouthinkyouaregoingtodestroywillsleepquiteaswelltomorrowastheydotonight，Oro。"
　　"Muchbetter，Ithink，Preacher，sincebythentheywillhaveleftsorrowandpainandwickednessandwarfarbehindthem。"
　　"Wherearewetogo？"Iasked。
　　"TheLadyYvawillshowyou，"heanswered，wavinghishand，andoncemorebentoverhisendlesscalculations。
　　Yvabeckonedtousandweturnedandfollowedherdownthehall。Sheledustoastreetnearthegatewayofthetempleandthenceintooneofthehouses。TherewasaporticotoitleadingtoacourtoutofwhichopenedroomssomewhatinthePompeianfashion。Wedidnotentertherooms，forattheendofthecourtwereametaltableandthreecouchesalsoofmetal，onwhichwerespreadrich—lookingrugs。WhencethesecameIdonotknowandneverasked，butIrememberthattheywereverybeautifulandsoftasvelvet。
　　"Hereyoumaysleep，"shesaid，"ifsleepyoucan，andeatofthefoodthatyouhavebroughtwithyou。TomorrowearlyIwillcallyouwhenitistimeforustostartuponourjourneyintothebowelsoftheearth。"
　　"Idon’twanttogoanydeeperthanweare，"saidBastindoubtfully。
　　"Ithinkthatnoneofuswanttogo，Bastin，"sheansweredwithasigh。"Yetgowemust。Iprayofyou，angertheLordOronomoreonthisoranyothermatter。Inyourfollyyoutriedtokillhim，andasitchancedheboreitwellbecausehelovescourage。
　　Butanothertimehemaystrikeback，andthen，Bastin——"
　　"Iamnotafraidofhim，"heanswered，"butIdonotliketunnels。Still，perhapsitwouldbebettertoaccompanyyouthantobeleftinthisplacealone。NowIwillunpackthefood。"
　　Yvaturnedtogo。
　　"Imustleaveyou，"shesaid，"sincemyfatherneedsmyhelp。
　　ThematterhastodowiththeForcethathewouldletloosetomorrow，anditsmeasurements；alsowiththepreparationoftherobesthatwemustwearlestitshouldharmusinitsleap。"
　　Somethinginhereyestoldmethatshewishedmetofollowher，andIdidso。Outsidetheporticowherewestoodinthedesolate，lightedstreet，shehalted。
　　"Ifyouarenotafraid，"shesaid，"meetmeatmidnightbythestatueofFateinthegreattemple，forIwouldspeakwithyou，Humphrey，where，ifanywhere，wemaybealone。"
　　"Iwillcome，Yva。"
　　"Youknowtheroad，andthegatesareopen，Humphrey。"
　　Thenshegavemeherhandtokissandglidedaway。Ireturnedtotheothersandweate，somewhatsparingly，forwewishedtosaveourfoodincaseofneed，andhavingdrunkoftheLife—
　　water，werenothungry。Alsowetalkedalittle，butbycommonconsentavoidedthesubjectofthemorrowandwhatitmightbringforth。
　　Weknewthatterriblethingswereafoot，butlackinganyknowledgeofwhatthesemightbe，thoughtituselesstodiscussthem。Indeedweweretoodepressed，somuchsothatevenBastinandBickleyceasedfromarguing。ThelatterwassoovercomebytheexhibitionofOro’spowerswhenhecausedthepistoltoleapintotheairanddischargeitself，thathecouldnotevenpluckupcouragetolaughatthefailureofBastin’seffortstodojusticeontheoldSuper—man，orrathertopreventhimfromattemptingacolossalcrime。
　　Atlengthwelaydownonthecouchestorest，Bastinremarkingthathewishedhecouldturnoffthelight，alsothathedidnotintheleastregrethavingtriedtokillOro。Sleepseemedtocometotheothersquickly，butIcouldonlydoze，towakeupfromtimetotime。OfthisIwasnotsorry，sincewheneverI
　　droppedoffdreamsseemedtopursueme。Forthemostparttheywereofmydeadwife。Sheappearedtobetryingtoconsolemeforsomeloss，butthestrangethingwasthatsometimesshespokewithherownvoiceandsometimeswithYva’s，andsometimeslookedatmewithherowneyesandsometimeswiththoseofYva。I
　　remembernothingelseaboutthesedreams，whichwereveryconfused。
　　Afteroneofthem，themostvividofall，Iawokeandlookedatmywatch。Itwashalf—pasteleven，almosttimeformetobestarting。Theothertwoseemedtobefastasleep。PresentlyI
　　roseandcreptdownthecourtwithoutwakingthem。Outsidetheportico，whichbythewaywasacuriousexampleofthesurvivalofcustominarchitecture，sincenonewasneededinthatweatherlessplace，Iturnedtotherightandfollowedthewidestreettothetempleenclosure。ThroughthepillaredcourtsI
　　went，myfootsteps，althoughIwalkedassoftlyasIcould，echoingloudlyinthatintensesilence，throughthegreatdoorsintotheuttersolitudeofthevastandperfectfane。
　　Wordscannottellthelonelinessofthatplace。Itflowedovermelikeaseaandseemedtoswallowupmybeing，sothateventhewildestandmostdangerousbeastwouldhavebeenwelcomeasacompanion。Iwasasterrifiedasachildthatwakestofinditselfdesertedinthedark。Alsoanuncannysenseofterrorstocomeoppressedme，tillIcouldhavecriedaloudifonlytohearthesoundofamortalvoice。YonderwasthegrimstatueofFate，theOracleoftheKingsoftheSonsofWisdom，whichwasbelievedtobowitsstonyheadinanswertotheirprayers。Irantoit，eagerforitsterribleshelter，foroneithersideofitwerefiguresofhumanbeings。Eventheircoldmarblewascompanyofasort，thoughalas！overallfrownedFate。
　　LetanyoneimaginehimselfstandingalonebeneaththedomeofSt。Paul’s；inthecentreofthatcathedralbrilliantwithmysteriouslight，andstretchedallaboutitaLondonthathadbeendeadandabsolutelyunpeopledfortensofthousandsofyears。Ifhecandothishewillgathersomeideaofmyphysicalstate。Lethimaddtohismind—pictureaknowledgethatonthefollowingdaysomethingwastohappennotunliketheendoftheworld，asprognosticatedbytheBookofRevelationandbymostastronomers，andhewillhavesomeideaofmymentalperturbations。Addtothemixtureamostmysticyetveryrealloveaffairandanassignationbeforethatsymbolofthecoldfatewhichseemstoswaytheuniversesdowntothetiniestdetailofindividuallives，andhemaybegintounderstandwhatI，HumphreyArbuthnot，experiencedduringmyvigilinthissanctuaryofavanishedrace。
　　ItseemedlongbeforeYvacame，butatlastshedidcome。I
　　caughtsightofherfarawaybeyondthetemplegate，flittingthroughtheunholybrightnessofthepillaredcourtslikeawhitemothatnightandseemingquiteassmall。Sheapproached；nowshewasasaghost，andthendrawingnear，changedintoaliving，breathing，lovelywoman。Iopenedmyarms，andwithsomethinglikeasobshesankintothemandwekissedasmortalsdo。
　　"Icouldnotcomemorequickly，"shesaid。"TheLordOroneededme，andthosecalculationswerelonganddifficult。Alsotwicehemustvisittheplacewhitherweshallgotomorrow，andthattooktime。"
　　"Thenitiscloseathand？"Isaid。
　　"Humphrey，benotfoolish。Doyounotremember，whohavetravelledwithhim，thatOrocanthrowhissoulafarandbringitbackagainladenwithknowledge，asthefeetofabeeareladenwithgoldendust？Well，hewentandwentagain，andImustwait。
　　Andthentherobesandshields；theymustbepreparedbyhisartsandmine。Oh！asknotwhattheyare，thereisnotimetotell，anditmattersnothing。Somefolkarewiseandsomearefoolish，butallwhichmattersisthatwithinthemflowsthebloodoflifeandthatlifebreedslove，andthatlove，asIbelieve，althoughOrodoesnot，breedsimmortality。Andifso，whatisTimebutasagrainofsandupontheshore？"
　　"This，Yva；itisours，whocancountonnothingelse。"
　　"Oh！Humphrey，ifIthoughtthat，nomorewretchedcreaturewouldbreathetonightuponthisgreatworld。"
　　"Whatdoyoumean？"Iasked，growingfearful，moreathermannerandherlookthanatherwords。
　　"Nothing，nothing，exceptthatTimeissoveryshort。Akiss，atouch，alittlelightandalittledarkness，anditisgone。AskmyfatherOrowhohaslivedathousandyearsandsleptfortensofthousands，asIhave，andhewillsaythesame。ItisagainstTimethathefights；hewho，believinginnothingbeyond，willinheritnothing，asBastinsays；hetowhomTimehasbroughtnothingsaveapassing，blood—stainedgreatness，andtriumphendingindarknessanddisaster，andhopethatwillsurelysufferhope’seclipse，andpowerthatmustlaydownitscoronetindust。"
　　"Andwhathasitbroughttoyou，Yva，beyondafairbodyandasoulofstrength？"
　　"Ithasbroughtaspirit，Humphrey。Betweenthemthebodyandthesoulhavebredaspirit，andinthefiresoftribulationfromthatspirithasbeendistilledtheessenceofeternallove。ThatisTime’sgifttome，andtherefore，althoughstillherulesmehere，ImockatFate，"andshewavedherhandwithagestureofdefianceatthestern—faced，sexlesseffigywhichsataboveus，theswordacrossitsknees。
　　"Look！Look！"shewentoninaswellingvoiceofmusic，pointingtothestatuesofthedotardandthebeauteouswoman。
　　"TheyimploreFate，theyworshipFate。Idonotimplore，IdonotworshiporaskasignasevenOrodoesandasdidhisforefathers。Iriseaboveandtriumph。AsFate，thegodofmypeople，setshisfootuponthesun，soIsetmyfootuponFate，andthence，likeaswimmerfromarock，leapintothewatersofImmortality。"
　　Ilookedatherwhosepresence，ashappenedfromtimetotime，hadgrownmajesticbeyondthatofwoman；Istudiedherdeepeyeswhichwerefulloflights，notofthisworld，andIgrewafraid。
　　"Whatdoyoumean？"Iasked。"Yva，youtalklikeonewhohasfinishedwithlife。"
　　"Itpasses，"sheansweredquickly。"Lifepasseslikebreathfadingfromamirror。Soshouldalltalkwhobreathebeneaththesun。"
　　"Yes，Yva，butifyouwentandleftmestillbreathingonthatmockingglass——"
　　"Ifso，whatofit？Willnotyourbreathfadealsoandjoinminewhereallvapoursgo？Orifitwereyoursthatfadedandminethatremainedforsomefewhours，isitnotthesame？I
　　think，Humphrey，thatalreadyyouhaveseenabelovedbreathmeltfromtheglassoflife，"sheadded，lookingatmeearnestly。
　　Ibowedmyheadandanswered：
　　"Yes，andthereforeIamashamed。"
　　"Oh！whyshouldyoubeashamed，Humphrey，whoarenotsurebutthattwobreathsmayyetbeonebreath？Howdoyouknowthatthereisadifferencebetweenthem？"
　　"Youdrivememad，Yva。Icannotunderstand。"
　　"NorcanIaltogether，Humphrey。WhyshouldI，seeingthatIamnomorethanwoman，asyouarenomorethanman？Iwouldalwayshaveyouremember，Humphrey，thatIamnospiritorsorceress，butjustawoman——likeheryoulost。"
　　Ilookedatherdoubtfullyandanswered：
　　"Womendonotsleepfortwohundredthousandyears。Womendonottakedreamjourneystothestars。Womendonotmakethedeadpastliveagainbeforethewatcher’seyes。Theirhairdoesnotglimmerinthedusknordotheirbodiesgleam，norhavetheysuchstrengthofsouloreyessowonderful，orlovelinesssogreat。"
　　Thesewordsappearedtodistressherwho，asitseemedtome，wasaboveallthingsanxioustoproveherselfwomanandnomore。
　　"Allthesequalitiesarenothing，Humphrey，"shecried。"Asforthebeauty，suchasitis，itcomestomewithmyblood，andwithittheglitterofmyhairwhichistheheritageofthosewhoforgenerationshavedrunkoftheLife—water。MymotherwaslovelierthanI，aswashermother，orsoIhaveheard，sinceonlythefairestwerethewivesoftheKingsoftheChildrenofWisdom。
　　Fortherest，suchartsasIhavespringnotfrommagic，butfromknowledgewhichyourpeoplewillacquireindaystocome，thatis，ifOrosparesthem。SurelyyouaboveallshouldknowthatI
　　amonlywoman，"sheaddedveryslowlyandsearchingmyfacewithhereyes。
　　"Why，Yva？DuringthelittlewhilethatwehavebeentogetherI
　　haveseenmuchwhichmakesmedoubt。EvenBickleythescepticdoubtsalso。"
　　"Iwilltellyou，thoughIamnotsurethatyouwillbelieveme。"Sheglancedaboutherasthoughshewerefrightenedlestsomeoneshouldoverhearherwordsorreadherthoughts。Thenshestretchedoutherhandsanddrawingmyheadtowardsher，putherlipstomyearandwhispered：
　　"Becauseonceyousawmedie，aswomenoftendie——givinglifeforlife。"
　　"Isawyoudie？"Igasped。
　　Shenodded，thencontinuedtowhisperinmyear，notinherownvoice，butanother’s：
　　"Gowhereyouseemcalledtogo，faraway。Oh！thewonderfulplaceinwhichyouwillfindme，notknowingthatyouhavefoundme。Good—byeforalittlewhile；onlyforalittlewhile，myown，myown！"
　　IknewthevoiceasIknewthewords，andknowing，IthinkthatIshouldhavefallentotheground，hadshenotsupportedmewithherstrongarms。
　　"Whotoldyou？"Istammered。"WasitBickleyorBastin？Theyknew，thoughneitherofthemheardthoseholywords。"
　　"NotBickleynorBastin，"sheanswered，shakingherhead，"no，noryouyourself，awakeorsleeping，thoughonce，bythelakeyonder，yousaidtomethatwhenacertainonelaydying，shebadeyouseekherelsewhere，forcertainlyyouwouldfindher。
　　Humphrey，IcannotsaywhotoldmethosewordsbecauseIdonotknow。Ithinktheyareamemory，Humphrey！"
　　"Thatwouldmeanthatyou，Yva，arethesameasonewhowas——
　　notcalledYva。"
　　"ThesameasonewhowascalledNatalie，Humphrey，"sherepliedinsolemnaccents。"Onewhomyoulovedandwhomyoulost。"
　　"Thenyouthinkthatweliveagainuponthisearth？"
　　"Againandyetagain，untilthetimecomesforustoleavetheearthforever。Ofthis，indeed，Iamsure，forthatknowledgewaspartofthesecretwisdomofmypeople。"
　　"Butyouwerenotdead。Youonlyslept。"
　　"Thesleepwasadeath—sleepwhichwentbylikeaflash，yes，inaninstant，orsoitseemed。Onlytheshellofthebodyremainedpreservedbymortalarts，andwhenthereturningspiritandthelightoflifewerepouredintoitagain，itawoke。Butduringthislongdeath—sleep，thatspiritmayhavespokenthroughotherlipsandthatlightmayhaveshonethroughothereyes，thoughoftheseIremembernothing。"
　　"Thenthatdreamofourvisittoacertainstarmaybenodream？"
　　"Ithinknodream，andyou，too，havethoughtasmuch。"
　　"Inaway，yes，Yva。ButIcouldnotbelieveandturnedfromwhatIheldtobeaphantasy。"
　　"Itwasnatural，Humphrey，thatyoushouldnotbelieve。
　　Hearken！InthistempleawhileagoIshowedyouapictureofmyselfandofamanwholovedmeandwhomIloved，andofhisdeathatOro’shands。Didyounoteanythingaboutthatman？"
　　"Bickleydid，"Ianswered。"Washeright？"
　　"Ithinkthathewasright，sinceotherwiseIshouldnothavelovedyou，Humphrey。"
　　"Iremembernothingofthatman，Yva。"
　　"Itisprobablethatyouwouldnot，sinceyouandheareveryfarapart，whilebetweenyouandhimflowwideseasofdeath，whereinaresetislandsoflife；perhapsmanyofthem。ButI
　　remembermuchwhoseemtohavelefthimbutaverylittlewhileago。"
　　"Whenyouawokeinyourcoffinandthrewyourarmsaboutme，whatdidyouthink，Yva？"
　　"Ithoughtyouwerethatman，Humphrey。"
　　Therewassilencebetweenusandinthatsilencethetruthcamehometome。ThentherebeforetheeffigyofFateandinthedesolate，glowingtempleweplightedanewourtrothmadeholybyapast。thatthussowonderfullylivedagain。
　　OfthisconsecratedhourIsaynomore。Leteachpictureitashewill。Agloryasofheavenfelluponusandinitwedweltaspace。
　　"Beloved，"shewhisperedatlengthinavoicethatwaschokedasthoughwithtears，"ifitchancesthatweshouldbeseparatedagainforalittlewhile，youwillnotgrieveovermuch？"
　　"KnowingallIshouldtrynottogrieve，Yva，seeingthatintruthwenevercanbeparted。ButdoyoumeanthatIshalldie？"
　　"Beingmortaleitherofusmightseemtodie，Humphrey，"andshebentherheadasthoughtohideherface。"Youknowwegointodangersthisday。"
　　"DoesOroreallypurposetodestroymuchoftheworldandhasheintruththepower，Yva？"
　　"Hedoessopurposeandmostcertainlyhehasthepower，unless——unlesssomeotherPowershouldstayhishand。"
　　"Whatotherpower，Yva？"
　　"Oh！perhapsthatwhichyouworship，thatwhichiscalledLove。
　　Theloveofmanmayavertthemassacreofmen。Ihopesowithallmyheart。Hist！Orocomes。Ifeel，Iknowthathecomes，thoughnotinsearchofuswhoareveryfarfromhisthoughttonight。
　　Followme。Swiftly。"
　　Shespedacrossthetempletowhereachapelopenedoutofit，whichwasfullofthestatuesofdeadkings，forherewastheentrancetotheirburialvault。Wereacheditandhidbehindthebaseofoneofthesestatues。Bystandingtoourfullheight，withoutbeingseenwestillcouldseebetweenthefeetofthestatuethatstooduponapedestal。
　　ThenOrocame。
　　ChapterXXIV
　　TheChariotofthePitOrocameandofnecessityalone。Yettherewasthatinhisairasheadvancedintothetemple，whichsuggestedamonarchsurroundedbythepompandpanoplyofagreatcourt。Hemarched，hisheadheldhigh，asthoughheraldsandpursuivantswentinfrontofhim，asthoughnoblessurroundedhimandguardsorregimentsfollowedafterhim。Letitbeadmittedthathewasagreatfigureinhisgorgeousrobes，withhislongwhitebeard，hishawk—likefeatures，histallshapeandhisglitteringeyes，whichevenatthatdistanceIcouldsee。IndeedonceortwiceI
　　thoughtthatheglancedoutofthecornersofthemtowardsthechapelwherewewerehid。ButthisIthinkwasfancy。ForasYvasaid，histhoughtsweresetelsewhere。
　　HereachedthestatueofFateandstoodforawhilecontemplatingitandthesuppliantfiguresoneitherside，asthoughhewerewaitingforhisinvisiblecourttoarrangeitself。
　　Thenhedoffedhisjewelledcaptotheeffigy，andkneltbeforeit。Yes，OrotheAncient，theSuper—man，theGod，astheearlypeoplesoftheearthfanciedsuchabeing，namely，onefullofwrath，revenge，jealousy，capriceandpower，kneltinsupplicationtothisimageofstonewhichhebelievedtobethehomeofaspirit，therebyshowinghimselftobeafterallnotsofarremovedfromthesavageswhoseidolBastinhaddestroyed。
　　More，inaclearandresonantvoicewhichreachedusevenacrossthatgreatspace，heputuphisprayer。Itransomethingasfollows，foralthoughIdidnotunderstandthelanguageinwhichhespokeYvatranslatedittomeinawhisper：
　　"GodoftheSonsofWisdom，Godofthewholeearth，onlyGodtowhommustboweveryotherPowerandDominion，totheeI，OrotheGreatKing，makeprayerandoffersacrifice。TwentytimestenthousandyearsandmorehavegonebysinceI，Oro，visitedthis，thytempleandkneltbeforethis，thylivingeffigy，yetthou，ruleroftheworld，dostremembertheprayerImadeandthesacrificeIoffered。Theprayerwasfortriumphovermyenemiesandthesacrificeapromiseofthelivesofhalfofthosewhointhatdaydweltupontheearth。Thouheardesttheprayer，thoudidstbowthyheadandacceptthesacrifice。Yea，theprayerwasgrantedandthesacrificewasmade，andinitwerecountedthenumberofmyfoes。
　　"ThenIslept。ThroughcountlessgenerationsIsleptonandatmysidewastheonechildofmybodythatwaslefttome。Whatchancedtomyspiritandtohersduringthatsleep，thouknowestalone，butdoubtlesstheywentforthtoworkthyends。
　　"Attheappointedtimewhichthoudidstdecree，Iawokeagainandfoundinmyhousestrangersfromanotherland。InthecompanyofoneofthosewhosespiritIdrewforth，Ivisitedthepeoplesofthenewearth，andfoundthemevenbaserandmoreevilthanthosewhomIhadknown。Therefore，sincetheycannotbebettered。
　　Ipurposetodestroythemalso，andontheirwrecktorebuildagloriousempire，suchaswasthatoftheSonsofWisdomatitsprime。
　　"Asign！OFate，ruleroftheworld，givemeasignthatmydesireshallbefulfilled。"
　　Hepaused，stretchingouthisarmsandstaringupwards。WhilehewaitedIfeltthesolidrockonwhichIstoodquiverandswaybeneathmyfeetsothatYvaandIclungtoeachotherlestweshouldfall。Thischancedalso。Theshockoftheearthtremor，forsuchwithoutdoubtitwas，threwdownthefiguresoftheancientmanandthelovelywomanwhichkneltasthoughmakingprayerstoFate，andshookthemarbleswordfromoffitsknees。