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other men,” he said, angrily.
    “Of course, Master,” she said, “for I am a slave!”
    “She is extraordinarily beautiful,” I said. “Let her be so displayed and
    exposed. Let other seethe with envy upon consideration of your property.”
    “She is just a slut of Cos!” said Marcus, angrily.
    “Now only your slave,” I reminded him.
    “You are a pretty slave, slut of Cos,” said Marcus to the girl, grudgingly.
    “A girl is pleased, if she is found pleasing by her master,” said Phoebe.
    “Surely, by now,” I said to Marcus, “you have thought the better of your mad
    project.”
    “No,” said Marcus, absently, rather lost in the rapturous consideration of his
    lovely slave.
    The Home Stone of Ar’s Station, as I have suggested, was in Ar. It was primarily
    in connection with this face that Marcus had come to Ar.
    “She is marvelously beautiful,” said Marcus.
    “Yes,” I said.
    “For a Cosian,” he said.
    “Of course,” I said.
    Given the anger in Ar at Ar’s Station, and the fact that the Home Stone of Ar’s
    Station had been sent to Ar, supposedly, according to the rumors, not for
    safekeeping, given the imminent danger in the city, but in a gesture of defiance
    and repudiation, attendant upon the supposed acceptance of a new Home Stone, one
    bestowed upon them by the Cosians, the stone was, during certain hours, publicly
    displayed. This was done in the vicinity of the Central Cylinder, on the Avenue
    of the Central Cylinder. The purpose of this display was to permit the people of
    Ar, and elsewhere, if they wished, to vent their displeasure upon the stone,
    insulting it, spitting upon it, and such.
    “The stone,” I said, “is well guarded.”
    We had ascertained that this morning. We had then gone to the Alley of the Slave
    Brothels f Ludmilla, on which street lies the insula of Achiates. I did not
    enter the insula itself, but made an inquiry or two in its vicinity. Those whom
    I had sought there were apparently no longer in residence. I did not make my
    inquiries of obvious loungers in its vicinity. I went back., with Marcus and
    Phoebe, later in the afternoon. The loungers were still in evidence. I had
    assumed then they had been posted. There was a street peddler nearby, too,
    sitting behind a (pg. 25) blanket on which trinkets were spread. I did not know
    if he had been posted there or not. It did not much matter. Normally in such
    arrangements there are at least two individuals. In this way one can report to
    superiors while the other keeps his vigil. As far as I knew, no one knew that I
    was in the vicinity of Ar. I did know I could be recognized by certain
    individuals. The last time I had come to Ar, before this time, I had come with
    dispatches to Gnieus Lelius, the regent, from Dietrich of Tarnburg, from
    Torcadino. I had later carried a spurious message which had nearly cost me my
    life to Ar’s Station, to be delivered to its commanding officer at the time,
    Aemilianus, of the same city. I had little doubt that I had inadvertently become
    identified as a danger to, and an enemy of, the party of treason in Ar. I did
    not know if the regent, Gnieus Lelius, were of this party or not. I rather
    suspected not. I was certain, however, from information I had obtained at
    Holmesk, at the winter camp of Ar, that the high general in the city, Seremides,
    of Tyros, was involved. Also, secret documents earlier obtained in Brundisium,
    and deciphered, gave at least one other name, that of a female, one called
    Talena, formerly the daughter, until disowned, of Marlenus of Ar. Her fortunes
    were said to be on the rise in the city.
    “I am well aware,” said Marcus, “that the stone is well guarded.”
    “Then abandon your mad project,” I said to him.
    “No,” said he.
    “You can never obtain the stone,” I said.
    “Have you come to Ar for a reason less likely of fruition?” he asked.
    I was silent.
    The girl did not understand our conversation as we had not spoken before her