Hisbloodcurdled——hishairstoodonend。Thatawfulsolitude，whatmysteriousandpreternaturalbeingcouldpenetrate！’Who’sthere？’hecried，innewalarm；’whatspectre——whatdreadlarva，callsuponthelostCalenus？’
’Priest，’repliedtheThessalian，’unknowntoArbaces，Ihavebeen，bythepermissionofthegods，awitnesstohisperfidy。IfImyselfcanescapefromthesewalls，Imaysavethee。Butletthyvoicereachmyearthroughthisnarrowpassage，andanswerwhatIask。’
’Ah，blessedspirit，’saidthepriest，exultingly，andobeyingthesuggestionofNydia，’saveme，andIwillselltheverycupsonthealtartopaythykindness。’
’Iwantnotthygold——Iwantthysecret。DidIheararight？CanstthousavetheAthenianGlaucusfromthechargeagainsthislife？’
’Ican——Ican！——therefore（maytheFuriesblastthefoulEgyptian！）hathArbacessnaredmethus，andleftmetostarveandrot！’