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ARIADNE. 215reason, when the clay image had crumbled downunder the blows of Amphion, to the moment,three nights before, when she had said to himhimself, ere she would touch his hand, "You willnot hurt him ? "It would have cost him less to have cut hisheart-out of his bosom than itcost him to tell thestory of that changeless passion;but he told itwithout flinching, abating no tittle of its truth.HUarion heard him inunbroken silence,leaningagainst the oaken shelf of his hearth, withhis head bent down and his eyelids drooped.His face grew paler when he heard of her physicalsufferings and needs, sinceit was these thathe was touched by most keenly. AVith all thewide and varied comprehensionof hisintelligence,there was acertain shaUowness of feelinghi himwhich made the deepest woesof the human heartseldomintelligible tohim." AVhy didthe oldmantellmenothingof this ? "he muttered, when he had heard to the end." He would not teU you lest you should go toher;Itell you that you may go."Hilarion was silent still He couldill measure