“Then am I to begin with fresh suggestions, and all over again?”
“Oh! my lord. I beg you, entreat you—”
“Out with the word, and I go on my way, but if you persist in refusing—”
“Really and truly it only concerns a white-faced girl whom you would not even look at.”
“A girl-indeed!”
“Our big dog threw the poor thing down.”
“In the street?”
“No, at Lochias. Her father is Keraunus the palace-steward.”
“And her name is Arsinoe?” asked Verus with undisguised concern, for he had a pleasant recollection of the beautiful child who had been selected to fill the part of Roxana.
“No, her name is Selene, Arsinoe indeed is her younger sister.”