He called them up to receive pardon, and a number, led by the sweet-faced women, came and knelt before him.

He and others whispered to them, then seemed to bless them, and they rose with their faces changed.
"Let us go," said Oro.

"I do not understand these rites, but at last in your great and wonderful city I have seen something that is pure and noble." We went out.

In the streets there was great excitement.

People ran to and fro pointing upwards.