“It was but a little coloring for both.”
“How often do Electra and I talk of thy kind deeds to us. Thou wert ever ready, never weary.”
“Was it not delight to serve thee and her?”
“But—the priests. Strange it seemed that they should look so much to thee.”
“I was quick. They were sluggish—as were the serving men.”
“Though Electra and myself were firm in the thought that thou wert our friend—yet there was every reason for believing thee the helper of the king and high priest.”
“I wonder that they so soon looked to me. But thy father willed it. Thou knowest his power.”
“And thy mastery of the Atlantean tongue. Well was it ye were able to speak it before we were called to the temple.”
“Couldst thou have seen thy father and myself at our study when the noise and mirth of the temple were over for the night!”
She shivered at the words noise and mirth. Then said low, “Often have I wanted to ask thee why thou didst watch us from behind that thicket.”