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ARIADNE. 113her feel she wasliving in the city of God. Butshe could still see the face of her son, and couldread whatit told her, though she saw it throughthe mist of failing sight." It is asIsaid," she repeated for the hundrethtime. It is asIsaid. The marble has"fallen on him and crushed him;it fell on hisfather's breast,it has fallen onhis heart: that isall. He thought he had mastered it:but you"seeFor the marble wastoher a real and devilishthing;bearing blows in subjection many a year,to rise and crushits hewer at the last." If he had only made the image of the trueGod! " — she said, and told her beads. She hadin her the firm belief and the intense hatredwhich made the monks and nuns of the earlymonastic ages rend out the eyes and bruise thebosomof thepagan deities,andobliterate with axeand knife the laughing groups of Hours and ofnymphs." Does he work?" I asked Giulio." Since he came back — never," the old mananswered me, andIwas afraid to ask to see him,VOL. III.I