I am very much relieved. But could you not gather from the decoration of the interior to whom of us it is inscribed?
Hermes.
It is not decorated at all: whitewashed walls, wooden benches, naked floors.
Circe.
But what is the nature of the sculpture?
Hermes.
I could see no sculpture, except a sort of black tablet, with names upon it, and at the sides two of the youthful attendants of Eros—those that have wings, indeed, but cannot rest. These were exceedingly
ill-carven in a kind of limestone. And I hardly like to tell you what I found behind the altar——
Aphrodite.
I am not easily shocked. My poor worshippers sometimes demand a very considerable indulgence.