He shook his head, smiling that he did not understand her. She turned again to Seraiah.
"Watch him," she insisted. "He possesses me."
After a long silence in which John trifled with his wine, she prepared to rise.
"Send me the roll of the law," the woman said suddenly.
"Posthumus shall bring it. He is another lunatic. Experiment with him and learn how I shall act toward the city."
"Well said," she averred; "and I will see your Idumeans. Is it proper for me to appear in the Temple?"
The Gischalan's eyes flashed a sudden elation and delight. He bent low and kissed her hand.
"And I will fetch somewhat which will divert us," she added and was gone.
When a few moments later John passed again into the Greek's apartment, Amaryllis entered from an inner corridor. Before she spoke to the master of the house she addressed a servant who had been a moment before summoned.
"Send hither my guest."