CHAPTER VI.
THE FOWLER SNARES AGAIN THE BIRD THAT HAD JUST ESCAPED, AND SETS HIS NETS FOR A NEW VICTIM.
IN the history I relate, the events are crowded and rapid as those of the drama.

I write of an epoch in which days sufficed to ripen the ordinary fruits of years.
Meanwhile, Arbaces had not of late much frequented the house of Ione; and when he had visited her he had not encountered Glaucus, nor knew he, as yet, of that love which had so suddenly sprung up between himself and his designs.

In his interest for the brother of Ione, he had been forced, too, a little while, to suspend his interest in Ione herself.
His pride and his selfishness were aroused and alarmed at the sudden change which had come over the spirit of the youth.

He trembled lest he himself should lose a docile pupil, and Isis an enthusiastic servant.
Apaecides had ceased to seek or to consult him.

He was rarely to be found; he turned sullenly from the Egyptian--nay, he fled when he perceived him in the distance.