"I am tired of wayside meals, Philadelphus.

I would eat at a khan again before I forget the custom." "How is the pair favored ?" the other said provokingly.
"I did not approach near enough," the other retorted.

"It seemed to be an old man and a girl." "Pretty ?" the one called Philadelphus asked.
"I did not see." "Married, Julian ?" "How could I tell ?" Julian flared.
Philadelphus laughed, and dismounted.
"I shall see for myself," he declared, walking over to the sheltering cedar to look.
Julian followed him nervously, saying under his breath: "You waste time deliberately!" "Tut! You merely wish to keep me from seeing this girl," Philadelphus retorted.
He, too, stopped at the prostrate cedar and gazed under the sagging shelter of skins.
"Shade of Helen!" he exclaimed under his breath as the firelight gave him perfect view of the sleeping girl.

"What have we here ?" Julian made no response.

He drew nearer and looked in silence.
"Now what are they to each other ?" Philadelphus continued.