Melissa, too, would probably have found herself a prisoner, but that Zminis, seeing himself balked of a triumph, and beside himself with rage, rushed after the fugitive with the rest.

She had no further occasion to seek the house where her lover was lying, for Agatha knew it well.

Its owner, Proterius, was an illustrious member of the Christian community, and she had often been to see him with her father.
On their way the girls confided to each other what had brought them out into the streets at so unusual an hour; and when Melissa spoke of her companion's extraordinary resemblance to the dead daughter of Seleukus--which, no doubt, had been Alexander's inducement to follow her--Agatha told her that she had constantly been mistaken for her uncle's daughter, so early lost.

She herself had not seen her cousin for some few years, for Seleukus had quarreled with his brother's family when they had embraced Christianity.

The third brother, Timotheus, the high-priest of Serapis, had proved more placable, and his wife Euryale was of all women the one she loved best.