When he ceased, there broke forth such a tremendous uproar of applause that the amber pendents of the lamps swung to and fro in the strong vibration of so many uplifted voices,--shouts of frenzied rapture echoed again and again through the vaulted roof like thuds of thunder,--shouts in which Theos joined,--as why should he not? He had as good a right as any one to applaud his own poem! It had been sufficiently abused heretofore,--he was glad to find it now so well appreciated, at least in Al-Kyris,--though he had no intention of putting forward any claim to its authorship. No,--for it was evident he had in some inscrutable way been made an outcast from all literary honor,--and a sort of wild recklessness grew up within him,--a bitter mirth, arising from curiously mingled feelings of scorn for himself and tenderness for Sah-luma,--and it was in this spirit that he loudly cheered the triumphant robber of his stores of poesy, and even kept up the plaudits long after they might possibly have been discontinued. Never perhaps did any poet receive a grander ovation, . . but the exquisitely tranquil vanity of the Laureate was not a whit moved by it, ... his dazzling smile dawned like a gleam of sunshine all over his beautiful face, but, save for this, he gave no sign of even hearing the deafening acclamations that resounded about him on all sides. "A new Ilyspiros!" cried the King enthusiastically, and, detaching a magnificently cut ruby from among the gems he wore, he flung it toward his favored minstrel. It flashed through the air like a bright spark of flame and fell, glistening redly, on the pavement just half-way between Theos and Sah-luma...Theos eyed it with faintly amused indifference, ... the Laureate bowed gracefully, but did not stoop to raise it,--he left that task to his harp-bearer, who, taking it up, presented it to his master humbly on one knee. Then, and only then Sah-luma received it, kissed it lightly and placed it negligently among his other ornaments, smiling at the King as he did so with the air of one who graciously condescends to accept a gift out of kindly feeling for the donor. Zabastes meanwhile had witnessed the scene with an expression of mingled impatience, malignity, and disgust written plainly on his furrowed features, and as soon as the hubbub of applause had subsided, he struck his staff on the ground with an angry clang, and exclaimed irritably: