"My master shall learn what you wish.

I shall remain at home until the market is empty.

There are plenty of servants at your farm.

Your messenger shall bring you Hermon's answer." "I will come myself and wait for it under the acacia," she cried hastily, and went toward the house, but this time it was Bias who called her back.
Ledscha reluctantly fulfilled his wish, but she soon regretted it, for though what he had to say was doubtless kindly meant, it contained a fresh and severe offence: the slave represented to her the possibility that, so long as the daughter of Archias remained his guest, Hermon might rebuff her like a troublesome beggar.
Then, as if sure of her cause, she indignantly cut short his words: "You measure him according to your own standard, and do not know what depends upon it for us.

Remind him of the full moon on the coming night and, though ten Alexandrians detained him, he would escape from them to hear what I bring him." With these words Ledscha again turned her back upon him, but Bias, with a low imprecation, pushed the boat from the shore and rowed toward the city..