’Alas！’beganApaecides，whenhecaughtthegazeofthecuriousloiterers，inquisitivetoknowwhatcouldpossiblybethethemeofconversationbetweenareputedNazareneandapriestofIsis。Hestoppedshort，andthenaddedinalowtone：’Wecannotconversehere，Iwillfollowtheetothebanksoftheriver；thereisawalkwhichatthistimeisusuallydesertedandsolitary。’
Olinthusbowedassent。Hepassedthroughthestreetswithahastystep，butaquickandobservanteye。Everynowandthenheexchangedasignificantglance，aslightsign，withsomepassenger，whosegarbusuallybetokenedthewearertobelongtothehumblerclasses；forChristianitywasinthisthetypeofallotherandlessmightyrevolutions——thegrainofmustard—seedwasintheheartofthelowly。Amidstthehutsofpovertyandlabor，thevaststreamwhichafterwardspoureditsbroadwatersbesidethecitiesandpalacesofearthtookitsneglectedsource。
ChapterII
THENOONDAYEXCURSIONONTHECAMPANIANSEAS。
’BUTtellme，Glaucus，’saidIone，astheyglideddowntheripplingSarnusintheirboatofpleasure，’howcamestthouwithApaecidestomyrescuefromthatbadman？’