This clue seemed a good one and she and Hiram had already made up their minds to follow it up; but the warrior monk was very possibly a stranger, and they had thought it would be cruel to expose her to so keen a disappointment.
Here Paula interrupted her, crying in joyful excitement: "And why should not something besides disappointment be my portion for once?
How could you have the heart to deprive me of the hope on which my poor heart still feeds ?--But I will not be robbed of it.

Your Paulus of Sinai is my lost father.

I feel it, I know it! If I had not sold my pearls, the Nabathaean....

But as it is.

When can you start, my good Hiram ?" "Not before a fort--a fortnight at--at--at--soonest," said the man.