ain, remember I have placed you in the hands of
Jethro, and have delegated my authority to him. He is shrewd, strong,
and courageous, and can be relied upon to do what is best. In Amuba
you will find a friend who will be as a brother to you. So farewell,
my son, and may the great One who rules all things keep you!"

A stay at the farm had hitherto been regarded by Chebron as a
delightful change from the city, but upon this occasion he proceeded
there sad and depressed in spirit.

"Even here we are watched, you see, Chebron," Amuba said as they rode
along. "Do you see those runners behind us? Doubtless they will follow
us to the farm, and set a watch upon us there. However, there, at
least, they can search as much as they like, and find out nothing."

CHAPTER XII.

THE DEATH OF AMERES.

The days passed slowly at the farm. The lads went out listlessly to
watch the cattle treading in the seed and the other operations on the
lands, but they were too anxious as to what was going on in the city
to feel the slightest interest in the work of the farm. The second and
fourth days after their coming, Jethro had paid them a short visit to
say that there was no change in the situation. The officer in command
of some troops whom the king had sent down to within a short distance
of the house had come down to the mob as they were shouting outside
the gate, and threatened them with the severe displeasure of the king
unless they desisted from their demonstrations, but had been answered
with shouts, "The gods are above all kings, and not even kings can
protect those who insult them." Amense, he said, on the occasion of
his second visit, had left the house and taken up her abode with some
relations in the city, declaring that the anxiety and disgrace were
killing her. She had wished to take Mysa with her, but the girl had
positively refused to leave her father; and as her mother seemed
indifferent whether she went or stayed she had had her way. In a
private talk with Amuba, Jethro said:

"It is a relief to us all that she has gone; she was bad enough before
you went, but for the last three days she has been doing nothing but
weep and bewail herself till the house has been well-nigh unbearable.
Ameres goes backward and forward between his house and the temple,
walking unmoved through those gathered near his door, who are for the
most part quiet when he passes, being abashed by the presence of one
who has so long been held in