“Come, come, gentlemen, be off to your rooms!” he said testily; “sleep is what you need.”
“And Helena!” said Crispin, as he and Maurice left the court.
“And Helena!” repeated Justinian in a satisfied tone; “yes, this is her husband, not Andros.”
CHAPTER XVIII.
VENUS URANIA.
To rose-red sky, from rose-red sea,
At rose-red dawn she came,
A fiery rose of earth to be,
And light the dark with flame;
Then earth and sky triumphantly
Rang loud with men’s acclaim.