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62ARIADNE." Andwhen the womantold me this, thenIfeltsure that it was she. AndItold a He as ofhaving lost my sister, and begged to see her,and after a while the woman, who was anxious,and even frightened,let me go up to the roomonthe roof. And this is howIfound her." Theroom was bare, and there was aheap ofnets on the floor, and there was a statue in clay,which had his features and his form, onlyit waswingedand seemedhkeagod. She was cladintherough white garments she wore hiRome, andherarms were bare, and she was modelling the claystill with her hands,and she neverheard me enternor the womanspeak,who said to me, trembling,' Look— isit a false god that she will not evenleave it to break bread ? ' AndIsaid to her,' Aye;it is a false god.' For indeed, it was inhis very likeness; only greater than he, morebeautiful, more perfect, as, no doubt, he alwaysseemed to her: may he live for ever inpain, anddie without a friend!" The woman, trembling, went and touchedher, and said, ' come away,itis night, you mustbe hungry.' She turned and looked at us both.