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ARIADNE. 229"Look you," she said to him: "the marblekilled them all, and the marble took the soul outof him, but God would not take his body too.No, becauseIshoidd be aU alone; God is toogood for that."And she told her beads, and they could notmake her beheve, since she was sure that Godwas good.Icrept back to my stall, shivering in the fuUsummer heat.By eveningIsent the Greek lad, who onlyhved to do her any service if he could, to saytothe people of Gioja thatIwas unwell andwoulcl be with her on the morrow, bidding himcaution those about her to keep the truth fromher ear.Ihad no fear that she woulcl come outinto the streets. She seldom went abroad, forwhen she needed air there was the great gardenof her own dwelling,and she never now left itsgates.The night and the day and another nightpassed.Isent the lad with messages[to her tosay thatIwas stdl sick, and should scarce be ableto traverse the city for a few clays:Ifelt asifI