CHAPTER VI.
As soon as Hermon had disappeared behind the door Daphne begged Myrtilus to accompany her into the tent.
After taking their seats there, the anxious exclamation escaped her lips: "How excited he became again! The stay in Tennis does not seem to agree with you--you are coughing, and father expected so much benefit to your ailment from the pure moist air, and to Hermon still more from the lonely life here in your society.

But I have rarely seen him more strongly enlisted in behalf of the tendency opposed to beauty." "Then your father must be satisfied with the good effect which our residence here has exerted upon me," replied Myrtilus.

"I know that he was thinking of my illness when he proposed to us to complete his commissions here.

Hermon--the good fellow!--could never have been induced to leave his Alexandria, had not the hope of thereby doing me a kindness induced him to follow me.

I will add it to the many for which I am already indebted to his friendship.