“Hail, Chrysis.”

“Hail. How long have you been here?”

“I don’t know. It was daylight when we arrived.”

“There was nobody on the quay?”

“It is Chrysis. She is wearing her yellow robe.”

“Nobody.”

“Not a man! are you sure?”

“Oh, quite sure. Why do you ask?”

Chrysis did not answer. Rhodis went on: