'
'These are strange times. Jabaster dead!'
'A very great event.'
'Who will be High Priest?'
'I doubt if the appointment will be filled up.'
'Sup you with the Lord Ithamar to-night?'
'I do.'
'I also. We'll go together. The Queen had gained his pardon. Hum! 'tis
strange.'
'Passing so. They say Abidan has escaped?'
'I hear it. Shall we meet Medad to-night?'
''Tis likely.'
CHAPTER X.
_The Fall of Alroy_
SHE comes not yet! her cheerful form, not yet it sparkles in our
mournful sky. She comes not yet! the shadowy stars seem sad and
lustreless without their Queen. She comes not yet!'
'_WE ARE THE WATCHERS OF THE MOON,[78] AND LIVE IN LONELINESS TO HERALD
LIGHT._'
'She comes not yet! her sacred form, not yet it summons to our holy
feast. She comes not yet! our brethren far wait mute and motionless the
saintly beam. She comes not yet!'
'_WE ARE THE WATCHERS OF THE MOON, AND LIVE IN LONELINESS TO HERALD
LIGHT_.'
'She comes, she comes! her beauteous form sails with soft splendour in
the glittering air. She comes, she comes! The beacons fire, and tell the
nation that the month begins! She comes, she comes!'
'_WE ARE THE WATCHERS OF THE MOON, TO TELL THE NATION THAT THE MONTH
BEGINS_.
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