Seeing the dark slave girl, Domitia signed to her to approach, and asked:
“Where are some of my family? Is not Euphrosyne here—or Eboracus?”
“Lady—none came with you save the servants of our master.”
“And he?”
“Madam, I may not say.”
“There is that Magus, Elymas; send him to me.”
After some delay the sorcerer appeared, and approached, bowed and stood silent with hands crossed on his breast.
“Elymas,” said Domitia, “I require you to enlighten me. What is the meaning of this? Why have I been carried away to Albanum? By whose orders has this been done?”
He bowed again—paused, and then, with obvious uneasiness in his manner replied:—
“Destiny will be fulfilled.”