"It meaneth that thou art recalled, not only to Constantinople, but to the very bosom of the Church, subject to no conditions whatever! And the emperor himself waits at the door yonder to welcome and to honor thee." Then brake the strong heart within him of a hopeless sorrow, and, faintly murmuring these words, ’The Antichrist hath triumphed here where Satan hath his seat!’ a convulsion seized upon him, and, as the two steadfast friends strove to hold him up, the gigantic form of the grand old man glided slowly down between them, and lay prone upon the pavement, as if the spirit had gone out of him forever. And presently a slight contortion swept over the great, gaunt frame; the bony right hand extended itself upward, waving gently from side to side; the rough and noble head darted forward upon the long, lithe neck; a tender smile, ineffably soft and sweet, played around the weary, patient mouth, and lighted up the somber eyes and haggard countenance with joy and beauty; and gazing far away, as if his sight could pierce the bending heavens, he sweetly murmured, ’Jesus, and Theckla also!’ Then darkness fell upon the weary face and eyes; the mighty limbs relaxed once more; and he lay still upon the rocky way. Arius the Libyan was dead! THE END.