Walk thou round the weaving spider--'tis Arachne at work for Minerva.
"VI.

Wouldst thou behold the tears of Daphne, break but a bud from a laurel bough--and die.
"Heed thou! "And stay and be happy." Ben-Hur left the interpretation of the mystic notice to others fast enclosing him, and turned away as the white bull was led by.
The boy sat in the basket, followed by a procession; after them again, the woman with the goats; and behind her the flute and tabret players, and another procession of gift-bringers.
"Whither go they ?" asked a bystander.
Another made answer, "The bull to Father Jove; the goat--" "Did not Apollo once keep the flocks of Admetus ?" "Ay, the goat to Apollo!" The goodness of the reader is again besought in favor of an explanation.

A certain facility of accommodation in the matter of religion comes to us after much intercourse with people of a different faith; gradually we attain the truth that every creed is illustrated by good men who are entitled to our respect, but whom we cannot respect without courtesy to their creed.

To this point Ben-Hur had arrived.

Neither the years in Rome nor those in the galley had made any impression upon his religious faith; he was yet a Jew.