Laodice took courage and approached him.
"I pray thee, sir, I seek Amaryllis, the Seleucid." The old man turned large, grave eyes upon her.
"Daughter, what dost thou know of this woman ?" he asked.
"My husband knows her; I do not.

I am to join him under her roof." The old man looked reassured.
"Follow this street unto one intersecting it on the summit of Zion.
That will be a broad street and a straight one, terminating on a bridge.

Go thence to the hither side of that bridge, pass down the ravine and cross to the other side against Moriah.

There thou shalt see a new Greek house.

It is the residence of Amaryllis." Laodice thanked her informant and began the pursuit of the cloudy directions to her destination.