Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-11-07

put Miss Wellesley had already made the dis
- covery. and was standing with parted lips,
blue ewes very wide. her shoulders against the
wall. and her palms, the fingers spread. but
treSSing her on either side; for. eroded was
the marble face and disfgured by two Jagged
seams. the likeness to Griscom was startling.
1t was not alone the mere similarity of shape
and feature. but strong and subtle identity
of expression. There was the same broad. in
telectual brow with the slight swelling over TIE
outer corners of me eve. the straight. finely
chiseled nose. the strong. sensitive mouth, a
little full at the ends of the lips and the same
fa.ness of the cheek Most subtle OF - .aS the
delicate placing of the head upon the neck I'D
the poise of the neck upon the shoulders.
The Italian official was staring at the head,
The workmen had approached and were I1oE-
ing from Griscom to the bust and crossing
themselves. Professor Owen. his green eyes
narrowed and his lips pursed up. was watching
his colleague in silence.
OF the whole party, GriScom alone was I'M
moved by his find Down on his knees again
he was working rapidly. when he had I'M
earthed the bust of Glaucus.
Look here. GrisCom'' called Owen.
Griscom paid not the slightest heed The older
man stepped quickly across the Enclosure and
dropped his hand on the shoulder OF his colleague.
Look here, Griscom' he repeated: but
Griscom moved impatientlv and continued with
his work.
Wait" he muttered. Wait just mo-
ment' All. here 1t is
At the ring of exultation in his voice the
Others moved quickly toward him. Miss Wells
lev, standing in the corner of the wall. was
dinly conscious that another bust was being
brought to light: but the circumstance made no
impression Her mind seemed a biOwing of
emotions each with different trend and stirred
into one vast whirlpool by the circular sweep of
Time. So CIriScom. then. was GlauCus-of that
she felt no doubt tIlauCus on earth again,
physically. and no doubt in all other ways un-
changed. And she; What was her pert in it all:
1nll go hot
be witness to the homecoming of Glaucus, the
Roman patrician, artist. and sculptor,
As if in answer to her thought there came
great shout from Griscom, shout that was
echoed almost Immediately from Professor
Owen to be Immediately followed by a star
tied Eooe!" from the Italian. Leaning against
the wall. her heart pounding wildly. the girl
GriScom rise unsteadily to his feet. some
object clasped in his arms. Declining the out
stretched hands of the antiquarian. he stag
gered to the table. where he placed his new
found treasure beside the bust of Glaucus.
SUDDENLY the girl saw that all were look
~ ing in her direction. Her eyes met those Of
Griscom. He was standing apart. his arms
folded. his lips compressed. and the dark lashes
almost yelling his light gray eyes. As if from a
long distance she heard the measured tones of
Professor Owen as he read slowly an inscription
cut into the base of the bust. He finished. and
she the Italians staring IN her direction.
Professor Owen walked to where the girl
stood and offered her his arm. You are look
ing little pale Miss Wellesley" said he. Come
here in the shade of the doorway and sit down
for a few minutes. Oh. never mind the bust"
He stepped between the girl and the last head to
be unearthed., = You can look at it another time.
But-what is it, Why can not see it now"
II think it better to wait. Ii would be bit
startling
But the girl had paused. and at the slight
pressure of her hand on his arm the antiquarian
moved reluctantly aside. In silence broken
only by the sound of @ .ecom's labored breath
ing Miss Wellesley sti ed the familiar Inca
ments before her. Then her eyes fell slowly to
the lettering scratched underneath. She leaned
forward and looked more closely. A cry burst
from her lips.
Flavia" She turned to stare wildly at
Grscom who was standing as straight and
white and rigid though himself of marble.
Flavia" She gripped the arm of the anti
quarian. What is the rest: What does it
say, What, What"
He gave her quick glance. then translated
slowly:
'Fldvid. stIio for her lore of Gldncns became
Christian and 7rith him torn BY hons ~ the
arena.
DARLING"
- Yes my dear one
Ii Is all clear now 49,