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92 ARIADNE.At the unclosing of the door she started androse to her feet, and stood as a wounded deerstands at gaze.Her face was white, and the eyes weredilated,and the miseryof all her look was verygreat; but it had the calmness of reason anc.much of her oldresolve and strength.When she saw Maryx she knew him, and adeep flush mounted over all the pallor of herface,lookingas if itscorched her asit rose.He was a strong manand hadlearnedpatience,as he said, the bitter uncomplaining patience ofahopeless heart,hehad thought to be calm. Butat thesight of her the iron bonds of his strengthwere wrenchedapart;he shook fromhead tofoot;all the manhood inhim melted into a passionatepity,inwhich all other moreselfish passions werefor the moment drowned and dead.He crossedthe floor of the chamber with a cry, and fell onhis knees at her feet." Take me," he muttered, " take me for theonly thingIcan be — your avenger! Oh, mylove, my love! — your lover never, your masterevennever more,but your friend for ever, and