If the master is like his men it serves him right if he is overthrown; to weep for him would be waste of woe!" "And can the daughter of Porphyrius say this ?" exclaimed the leech.
"Yes, Apuleius, yes.

After what I have seen, and heard, and endured this night, I cannot speak otherwise.

It was shameful, horrible, sickening; I could rage at the mere thought of being supposed to be one of that debased crew.

It is disgrace and ignominy even to be named in the same breath! A god who is served as this god has been is no god of mine! And you--you are learned--a sage and a philosopher--how can you believe that the God of the Christians when he has conquered and crippled yours, will ever permit Serapis to destroy His world and the men He created ?" Apuleius drew himself up.

"Are you then a Christian ?" he asked swiftly and sternly.
But Gorgo could not reply; she colored deeply and Apuleius vehemently repeated his question: "Then you really are a Christian ?" She looked frankly in his face: "No," she said, "I am not; but I wish I were." The physician turned away with a shrug; but Gorgo drew a breath of relief, feeling that her avowal had lifted a heavy burthen from her soul.