Heraklas went by quickly, making no sign of reverence.

Glancing back, he saw the woman gazing after him.
A little farther on stood a statue of Anubis.

Other men, as they passed, gave homage, but Heraklas did not turn his head toward the idol.

He noted, in the stalls and in the shops, the altars and little idols.

When he next went to purchase anything, must he do reverence?
Heraklas met a beggar and dropped a coin into his hand.
"Isis and Osiris bless thee!" wished the suppliant.
Heraklas' lips parted to answer.