"Some beast will find him." "Nay, but he shall go with me to Carthage," asserted a third, from the height of his camel's back.

"Carthage knoweth what to do with Christians!" "Who art thou that thou shouldest own the Christian ?" demanded the first, angrily gazing up at the presumptuous rider.

"Did I not find him ?" The mounted camel-rider laughed, and tossed something toward the irate speaker.

The man caught the object, a ring of gold, containing a scarabaeus.
"Take it," said the giver to the appeased rival.

"The Christian is mine." The unconscious Timokles was taken up at a sign from the camel-rider to one of his servants, and the cavalcade proceeded on its way.