“——that the arm of the Essenes is longer than you thought, since it can reach from here to Rome,” said the President. “Ay! that you can plot with Romans. Well, be careful lest the sword of these Romans prove longer than _you_ thought and reach even to your hearts, O you peaceful dwellers in the desert!” Then, as though he feared some answer, he added quickly, “I am minded to return and leave this maiden with you to dispose of as you think fit. Yet I will not do so, for she is very fair and gracious, and with the wealth that I can give her, may fill some high place in the world. Also—and this is more to me—I am old and draw near my end and she alone has my blood in her veins. Therefore I will agree to all your terms, and take her home with me to Tyre, trusting that she may learn to love me.” “Good,” said the President. “To-morrow the papers shall be prepared and signed. Meanwhile we pray you to be our guest.” Next evening signed they were accordingly, Benoni agreeing without demur to all that the Essenes asked on behalf of her who had been their ward, and even assigning to her a separate revenue during his lifetime. Indeed, now that he had seen her, so loth was he to part with this new-found daughter, that he would have done still more had it been asked of him, lest she should be spirited from his sight, as, did he refuse, might well happen. Three days later Miriam bade farewell to her protectors, who accompanied her by hundreds to the ridge above the village. Here they stopped, and seeing that the moment of separation was at hand, Miriam’s tears began to flow. “Weep not, beloved child,” said Ithiel, “for though we part with you in body, yet shall we always be with you in the spirit, now in this life, and as we think, after this life. Moreover, by night and day, we shall watch over you, and if any attempt to harm you—” here he glanced at Benoni, that brother-in-law to whom he bore but little love—“the very winds will bear us tidings, and in this way or that, help will come.” “Have no fear, Ithiel,” broke in Benoni, “my bond, which you hold, is good and it will be backed by love.” “That I believe also,” said Miriam; “and if it be so, grandsire, I will repay love for love.” Then she turned to the Essenes and thanked them in broken words. “Be not downhearted,” said Ithiel in a thick voice, “for I hope that even in this life we shall meet again.” “May it be so,” answered Miriam, and they parted, the Essenes returning sadly to their home, and Benoni taking the road through Jericho to Jerusalem. Travelling slowly, at the evening of the second day they set their camp on open ground not far from the Damascus gate of the Holy City, but within the new north wall that had been built by Agrippa. Into the city itself Benoni would not enter, fearing lest the Roman soldiers should plunder them. At moonrise Nehushta took Miriam by the hand and led her through the resting camels to a spot a few yards from the camp.