But at the end of the year they come forth again to a lake, over which the souls of the dead are taken to be judged.

And then they lift up their voices, and call upon the souls of them they have wronged to have pity upon them, and to forgive them, and let them come out of their prison.

And if they prevail they come forth, and cease from their troubles; but if not they are carried back again into Tartarus, until they obtain mercy of them whom they have wronged.' But it seems as if they have to wait until them they have wronged are dead themselves." The brown, crooked fingers ceased spelling out the solemn words, and Phebe lifted up her eyes from them to her father's face.

She noticed for the first time how sunken and sallow it was, and how dimly and wearily his eyes looked out from under their shaggy eyebrows.

She buried her face in her hands, and broke down into a passion of tears.