"Let's stay here and speak to the first person that comes along," said
Daphne. "I'm sure it will be the right one."
The two children waited with beating hearts. A tall figure now appeared walking toward the gate, followed by a slave carrying a torch. As the man drew near, the children went boldly out to meet him.
"Can you tell us the way to the house of Hipponicus?" asked Dion politely.
The man stopped, and the slave held the torch so his master could see the faces of the children.
"By all the Gods," said the man, "what are you children doing out here at this time of the night?"
"The Stranger! Anaxagoras!" cried Daphne. "Oh, I knew Athena would help us!" and the two children threw themselves into his arms, so great was their relief and joy.
They told him the whole story of their adventure on the Acropolis and why they wanted to find the house of Hipponicus.
"Well," said Anaxagoras, when they had finished, "I live in the Piraeus.
I was on my way home, but now I shall go with you to the house of
Hipponicus, and you shall tell your story to Pericles himself."