He looked thoughtfully about him.

At this moment there came along the street an ox-drawn wagon, on which lay the marble statue of a deity; Leander stepped up to it, examined the marble, spoke with the men who were conveying it, and returned to Marcian with a shake of the head.
'It pains me to see such carven beauty burnt to lime.

And yet how many thousands of her worshippers are now burning in Gehenna.

Lord Marcian,' he resumed, 'you have spoken earnestly and well, and have given me good proof of your sincerity.

I think with you, and willingly would work with you.' 'Reverend, does no opportunity present itself ?' 'In this moment, none that I can see,' was the suave answer.
'Yet I perceive that you have made some offer of service to the King.' 'It is true; and perchance you shall hear more of it.