19/20 Go!" A short while after Ben-Hur was upon his bench again. Handling the oar did not seem so toilsome to Judah. A hope had come to him, like a singing bird. He could hardly see the visitor or hear its song; that it was there, though, he knew; his feelings told him so. The caution of the tribune--"Perhaps I do but play with thee"-- was dismissed often as it recurred to his mind. |