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212ARIADNE.Hilarion drew a deeper breath as he saw whohad entered, buthe had a graceful and graciousgreeting always for friend and foe." It is years since wemet,my friend," he said;" Iamglad—"Then he paused; for even to him it was noteasy to be false of tongue toMaryx; nor did hemistake the glance that flashed for one instantfrom the passionate eyes that met his." AVe can be friends no more," said Maryx,yet he approached and stoodby the hearth." Crispino went to take your life in Venice,"he said slowly, standing there; " the Greek boywatched for you night and clay here;Isworeto kill you — and you live still,because she bidsus let youlive."Hilarion was silent: he felt no resentment:brave himself, he had no anger against those whowoulcl have killed him; he thought them right." You make me think of the Devotio of theRomans,"he said,with apassing smUe. " Threatenedmenlive long, they say."Maryx kept down unuttered whatever passionhe felt; he had nerved himself to a great un-