"Did any one here present meet the chariot either of the lady or of
Eulaeus?"
"I did," cried a car-driver, whose daily duty it was to go to Memphis with his oxen and cart to fetch provisions for the kitchen, and other necessaries.
"Speak," said the high-priest.
"I saw," replied the man, "the white horses of my Lord Eulaeus hard by the vineyard of Khakem; I know them well. They were harnessed to a closed chariot, in which besides himself sat a lady."
"Was it Irene?" asked Asclepiodorus.
"I do not know," replied the tarter, "for I could not see who sat in the chariot, but I heard the voice of Eulaeus, and then a woman's laugh. She laughed so heartily that I had to screw my mouth up myself, it tickled me so."
While Klea supposed this description to apply to Irene's merry laugh- which she had never thought of with regret till this moment—the high- priest exclaimed:
"You, keeper of the eastern gate, did the lady and Eulaeus enter and leave this sanctuary together?"
"No," was the answer. "She came in half an hour later than he did, and she quitted the temple quite alone and long after the eunuch."
"And Irene did not pass through your gate, and cannot have gone out by it?—I ask you in the name of the god we serve!"