While he waited I felt the solid rock on which I stood quiver and sway beneath my feet so that Yva and I clung to each other lest we should fall.

This chanced also.

The shock of the earth tremor, for such without doubt it was, threw down the figures of the ancient man and the lovely woman which knelt as though making prayers to Fate, and shook the marble sword from off its knees.

As it fell Oro caught it by the hilt, and, rising, waved it in triumph.
"I thank thee, God of my people from the beginning," he cried.

"Thou hast given to me, thy last servant, thine own sword and I will use it well.