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sure that no one has been here for several days
past.”

Ples. “Dear me! This is a bad business.”

Dem. “He asked you to dine with him after the
sacrifice ?”’

Ples. “He did.”

Dem, “ And hasn’t come?”

Ples. “Exactly; but.there is more than that. He
has cheated me most shamefully.”

Dem. “Stop! I see two men over there, by the
sea; possibly your friend may be one of them.”

Ples. ‘“‘Where? where?”

Dem. “There; to the right.”

Ples. “I see; I hope it is the scoundrel.” *

And the young man set off, running as fast as he
could.

He had hardly been gone a minute, when Dee-
mones’s slave, Sceparnio, who had been standing
by, listening to the conversation, cried out, “Look,
master!”

“What is it?” said Damones.

Sceparnio. “The boat! the boat! to the left there.”

Dem. “Tt is too far, I can’t see anything.”

Scep. “There are two women in it by themselves,
poor things. Good heavens! how the:sea is knock-
ing them about! Ah! they’re on the rock. No;
the wave carried them clear—a pilot couldn’t have
done it more cleverly. But what an awful sea! I
have never seen anything so bad in my life. Ah!