As the vessel approached the quay, Seti continued: “I think that, contrary to my expectation, I will ask one more question before we part. Of what faith are you? All sorts are found here; also multitudes with no faith at all. Where do you stand?” looking at Cimon. “Do you hold with your fathers?”
“With my father,” said the Greek; “but not with my fathers. I follow not Zeus, but Jehovah; not the oracles of Delphi and Dodona, but those of the Hebrew prophets. This young man the same.”
“It is as I supposed,” said the old man, after a moment adding, as if to himself, “and it is well. Zeus, Jupiter, Amun Re, and Jehovah, rightly understood, are the same.”
Giving them his hand, he stepped ashore, and disappeared in the crowd. Runners from the various khans now came noisily aboard and fought for customers, as they do now, and have done from time out of mind. To one of these troublesome fellows Cimon delivered certain packages, and then, with his young companion, followed them. In passing the spot where they had left the Roman, they found that he had disappeared. Who had set him free? No matter; he is gone. We hope they have seen the last of him. We hope that returning soberness has made the man so ashamed of himself that hereafter he will carefully keep out of view. But we have our fears. The appeal from Philip drunk to Philip sober is not always a success. Besides, Philip was not a Roman.
II.
THE CARAVANSARY.
Αλλη δ’ αλλων γλῶσσα μεμιγμένη.
—Homer, Odyss. xix. 175.
There was a great confusion of tongues.