It is not so very long since I last saw him by the broad light of day, and he seems meantime to have grown from a boy into a man.

How self-possessed his gait is." Paulus, looking down at the ground, muttered some words of assent.

He remembered the discus-throwing and thought to himself, "The Palaestra certainly sticks in his mind, and he has been bathing too; and yesterday, when he came up from the oasis, he strode in like a young athlete." That friendship only is indeed genuine when two friends, without speaking a word to each other, can nevertheless find happiness in being together.

Stephanus and Paulus were silent, and yet a tacit intercourse subsisted between them as they sat gazing towards the west, where the sun was near its setting.
Far below them gleamed the narrow, dark blue-green streak of the Red Sea, bounded by the bare mountains of the coast, which shone in a shimmer of golden light.

Close beside them rose the toothed crown of the great mountain which, so soon as the day-star had sunk behind it, appeared edged with a riband of glowing rubies.