Pollux stood looking at her, and overmastered by the passion that possessed him, he exclaimed: "Eternal gods! how I love you! Till now my soul has been like a careless child, to-day it is grown to heroic stature .-- Wait--only wait, it will soon learn to use its weapons." "And I will help it in the fight," she said happily, as she put her hand through his arm again, and they hurried back to the old palace, dancing rather than walking.
The late December sun was already giving warning of his approaching rising by cold yellowish-grey streaks in the sky as Pollux and his companion entered the gate, which had long since been opened for the workmen.

In the hall of the Muses they took a first farewell, in the passage leading to the steward's room, a second--sad and yet most happy; but this was but a short one for the gleam of a lamp made them start apart, and Arsinoe instantly fled.
The disturber was Antinous who was waiting here for the Emperor who was still gazing at the stars from the watch-tower Pontius had erected for him.

As she vanished he turned to Pollux and said gaily: "I need your forgiveness for I have disturbed you in an interview with your sweetheart." "She will be my wife," said the sculptor proudly.
"So much the better!" replied the favorite, and he drew a deep breath, as though the artist's words had relieved his mind of a burden.
"Ah! so much the better.

Can you tell me where to find the fair Arsinoe's sister ?" "To be sure," replied the artist, and he felt pleased that the young Bithynian should cling to his arm.

Within the next hour, Pollux, from whose lips there flowed a stream of eager and enthusiastic words, like water from a spring, had completely won the heart of the Emperor's favorite.
The girl found both her father and Helios, who no longer looked like a sick patient--fast asleep.