I and a wayfarer cast a coin for possession of her--and the other man won.

Give thyself no concern." Laodice flung her hands over her face and shrank in an agony of shame down upon the exedra.

Amaryllis looked down on her bowed head.
"Is it true ?" she asked.

After a moment Laodice raised herself.
"God of Israel," she said in a low voice, "how hast Thy servant deserved these things!" There was a space of silence, in which the two impostors turned together and talking between themselves of anything but the recent interview walked out of the chamber.
After a time Laodice lifted her head and spoke to the Greek.
"If thou wilt give me shelter, madam, for a few days only, I promise thee thou shalt not regret it," she said.
The girl was interesting and Amaryllis had been disappointed in Philadelphus.

Nothing tender or compassionate; only a little curiosity, a little rancor, a little ennui and a faint instinctive hope that something of interest might yet develop, moved the Greek.
"Send your servant to Ascalon for proofs," she said.