"I will fetch you some water," he said, starting up to leave the temple.
Quick as lightning she had arisen, holding him back.
"It is nothing," she whispered nervously. "Do not leave me!"
And he obeyed.
Stephania closed her eyes as if to exclude the sight of the spear-points.
"Otto," she said softly, after a pause, for the first time calling him by his name, "I fear there is one great lesson you have never learned."
"And what is this lesson?"
"That, what you are doing for the Romans might also be done for you! Is there no heart to share your sorrow, to help you bear the pain of disappointment, which must come to you sooner or later? You told me, you had never loved before we met—"
He nodded assent.
"Never—Never!"