"Philostratus says that the Romans will remain at the utmost a week longer." "So long ?" asked Melissa, startled; but Alexander soon pacified her with the assurance that seven days flew speedily by, and when one looked back on them they seemed to shrink into only as many hours.
"But do not," he continued, cheerfully, "look into the future! We will rejoice, for everything is going so well now!" He stopped here suddenly and gazed anxiously at the sea, which was no longer completely obscured by the vanishing shadows of night.

Melissa looked in the direction of his pointing hand, and when he cried with great excitement, "That is no little boat, it is a ship, and a large one, too!" Melissa added, eagerly, "It is already near the Diabathra.

It will reach the Alveus Steganus in a moment, and pass the pharos." "But yonder is the morning star in the heavens, and the fire is still blazing on the tower," interrupted her brother.

"Not till it has been extinguished will they open the outside chain.

And yet that ship is steering in a northwesterly direction.