Their temples are all alike.
How call you the fountain ?" "Castalia." "Oh! it has repute throughout the world.

Let us thither." Malluch kept watch on his companion as they went, and saw that for the moment at least his good spirits were out.

To the people passing he gave no attention; over the wonders they came upon there were no exclamations; silently, even sullenly, he kept a slow pace.
The truth was, the sight of Messala had set Ben-Hur to thinking.
It seemed scarce an hour ago that the strong hands had torn him from his mother, scarce an hour ago that the Roman had put seal upon the gates of his father's house.

He recounted how, in the hopeless misery of the life--if such it might be called--in the galleys, he had had little else to do, aside from labor, than dream dreams of vengeance, in all of which Messala was the principal.

There might be, he used to say to himself, escape for Gratus, but for Messala--never! And to strengthen and harden his resolution, he was accustomed to repeat over and over, Who pointed us out to the persecutors?
And when I begged him for help--not for myself--who mocked me, and went away laughing?
And always the dream had the same ending.