But he no doubt is gone to the city of the dead; for, on my way hither, as I was ordering a garland in the flower-market, pretty little Doxion showed me two beauties which she had woven for him, and which he is presently to fetch.

So he must now be in the Nekropolis; and I know for whom he intends the second; for the door-keeper at Seleukus's house told me that a man, who said he was my brother, had twice called, and had eagerly inquired whether my picture had yet been attached to Korinna's sarcophagus.

The old man told him it had not, because, of course, the embalming could not be complete as yet.

But the picture was to be displayed to-day, as being the feast of the dead, in the hall of the embalmers.

That was the plan, I know.