What do you mean about this necklace ?" "I mean, Augusta, that I took it from a very ancient grave----" "That I can believe, for the jeweller who made it worked in old Egypt," she interrupted.
"-- --and thereafter I dreamed a dream," I went on, "of the woman who wears the other half of it.

I have not seen her yet, but when I do I shall know her at once." "So!" she exclaimed, "did I not tell you that, east or west or north or south, there _is_ some other woman ?" "There was once, Augusta, quite a thousand years ago or more, and there may be again now, or a thousand years hence.

That is what I am trying to find out.

You say the work is Egyptian.

Augusta, at your convenience, will you be pleased to make another captain in my place?
I would visit Egypt." "If you leave Byzantium without express permission under my own hand--not the Emperor's or anybody else's hand; mine, I say--and are caught, your eyes shall be put out as a deserter!" she said savagely.
"As the Augusta pleases," I answered, saluting.
"Olaf," she went on in a more gentle voice, "you are clearly mad; but, to tell truth, you are also a madman who pleases me, since I weary of the rogues and lick-spittles who call themselves sane in Byzantium.