An act is only a crystallized thought.
John the Baptist and Salome
John the Baptist, the strong, fine youth, came up out of the wilderness crying in the streets of Jerusalem, “Repent ye! Repent ye!”
Salome heard the call and from her window looked with half-closed, catlike eyes upon the semi-naked, young fanatic.
She smiled, did this idle creature of luxury, as she lay there amid the cushions on her couch, and gazed through the casement upon the preacher in the street.
Suddenly a thought came to her.
She arose on her elbow—she called her slaves.
They clothed her in a gaudy gown, dressed her hair, and led her forth.