Wherefore Maxentius had Porphyrius put to death, and his body cast to the dogs.

Then, summoning Catherine before him, he said unto her: "Since, by thy magic arts thou hast caused the empress to perish, now if thou repent thou shalt be first in my palace.

To-day, therefore, sacrifice to the gods, or thy head shall be struck off." She made answer: "Do as thou hast resolved that I may take my place in the band of maidens who are around the Lamb of God." The emperor sentenced her to be beheaded.

And when they had led her outside the city of Alexandria, to the place of death, she raised her eyes to heaven and said: "Jesus, hope and salvation of the faithful, glory and beauty of virgins, I pray thee to listen and to answer the prayer of whomsoever, in memory of my martyrdom, shall invoke me in death or in peril whatsoever." And a voice from heaven made answer: "Come, my beloved bride; the gate of heaven is open to thee.

And to those who shall invoke me through thy intercession, I promise help from on high." From the riven neck of the virgin flowed forth milk instead of blood.
Thus Madame Sainte Catherine passed from this world to celestial happiness, on the twenty-fifth day of the month of November, which was a Friday.[277] [Footnote 277: Voragine, _La legende doree_, 1846, pp.