He, on the point to bid the youth remain, Wavering, not quite persuaded,--at the door, Bowing his different bow, stood Shimei; That sight and contrast fixed his wavering mind. "Stay thou, my lad," abruptly he exclaimed-- Wherewith another fall the countenance fell Of Shimei, cringing, to his footsteps glued. "Look ye on one another, ye two Jews," The chiliarch in a sudden humor said; "I have a fancy I should like to see How two reciprocal accusers such As you are, rogues both--though one young, one old, In roguery--if your mutual witness hold-- I say, the fancy takes me to observe How two accusers of each other, like Yourselves, confronted in close quarters thus, Will severally enjoy each other's stare." An indescribable something in the tone Of Claudius Lysias speaking thus, or look Perhaps, couched in the eye or on the face Playing, signified clear to Shimei That the same words were differently meant To Stephen and to him; spoken to him In earnest, in but pleasantry to Stephen. Stephen's high air, in proud sense of his worth Wronged by misdoubt, had Shimei led astray. He saw it as a sign of prosperous suit-- Doubtless against himself--just finished there. Already tuned to fear, his conscious mind, Quite disconcerted by this fresh surprise Of some detection that he could not guess, Suddenly wrote abroad on all his mien A patent full conviction of himself. As more and more his heart misgave him, worse Ever and worse his brow was discomposed.