All the citizens are required to allow their daughters to take part in the grand things that are to be carried out, and we all were asked how many girls we had." "And how are we to take part in the show ?" cried Arsinoe, joyfully clapping her hands.
"I wanted to withdraw before the summons was proclaimed, but Tryphon, the shipwright, who has a workshop down by the King's Harbor, held me back and called out to the assembly that his sons said that I had two pretty young daughters.

Pray how did he know that ?" With these words the steward lifted his grey brows and his face grew red to the roots of his hair.

Selene shrugged her shoulders, but Arsinoe said: "Tryphon's shipyard lies just below and we often pass it; but we do not know him or his sons.

Have you ever seen them Selene?
At any rate it is polite of him to speak of us as pretty." "Nobody need trouble themselves about your appearance unless they want to ask my permission to marry you," replied the steward with a growl.
"And what did you say to Tryphon ?" asked Selene.
"I did as I was obliged.

Your father is steward of a palace which at present belongs to Rome and the Emperor; hence I must receive Hadrian as a guest in this, the dwelling of my fathers, and therefore I, less than any other citizen--cannot withhold my share in the honors which the city council has decreed shall be paid to him." "Then we really may," said Arsinoe, and she went up to her father to give him a coaxing pat.