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ARIADNE. 61'sorrowful,though knowing nothing. This girlis beautiful,' she said, ' and belongs to noblepeople,Ithink, but she has had some greatgrief, or else is mad. She passed clown mystreet one day at daybreak and asked for alittle empty room thatIhad to let, and toldme that she had not a coin in the world-,andbade me get her the fishing-nets to makeor mend.Ido not know why — she spoke tome; children and dogs like me, perhaps thatwas why. And she seemed to be in such greatwoe, thatIhad not the heart to turn heraway; andIgave her the room, and got herthe work, and piteous it is to see her lovelyslender hands amongst all that rough cordageand hemp,and tornby them, and yet working onand on; and with the first money she gained shebought clay, and she began to model a statue,like the figures one seesinthe churches; and allclay she makes or mends the nets,and half thenight, or more, labours at this clay; and she ismad,Ithink, for she never speaks, and scarcelya mouthful passes her hps, save a draught ofwater.'