For this while, farewell." Benoni watched his visitor depart, then once more began to wander up and down the portico.
"I do not trust that young man," he thought, "of whose doings I have heard something; but he is rich and able, and may be of service to our cause.

This Miriam of whom he speaks, who can she be?
unless, indeed, Rachel bore a daughter before she died.

Why not?
She would not have left it to my care who desired that it should be reared in her own accursed faith and looked upon me as the murderer of her husband and herself.

If so, I who thought myself childless, yet have issue upon the earth--at least there is one in whom my blood runs.

Beautiful, gifted--but a Christian! The sin of the parents has descended on the child--yes, the curse is on her also.