ontracted though they
were; and albeit one could not look out of them, they served as
ventilators, and to distinguish between fine and cloudy weather.

In his earlier and more active days, Manetho had lived and worked
throughout the whole extent of this study, and it had been kept clean
and orderly to its remotest corner. But as years passed, and the range
of his sympathies and activities narrowed, the ends of the room had
gradually fallen into dusty neglect, till at length only the small
space about the chair and table was left clear and available. The rest
was impeded by books, instruments of science, and endless chaotic
rubbish; while spiders had handed down their ever-broadening estates
from father to child, through innumerable Araneidaean generations. A
gray uniformity had thus come to overspread everything; and with the
exceptions of a cracked celestial globe, and the end of a worm-eaten
old ladder, there was nothing to catch the attention.

Here might the Egyptian indulge himself in whatever extravagances of
word or act he chose, secure from sight or hearing; and here had he
spent many an hour in such solitary exercises as no sane mind can
conceive. To him the room was thick with associations. Here had he
pursued his studies, or helped the Doctor in his erratic experiments
and research; here, with Helen in his thoughts, he had shaped out a
career,--not all of Christian humility and charity, perhaps, but at
least unstained by positive sin, and not unmindful of domestic
happiness. Here, again, had Salome visited him, bringing discord and
delight in equal parts; for at times, with the strong heat of youth,
he had vowed to love only her and to forsake ambition; and anon the
bloodless counsels of worldly power and welfare banished her with a
curse for having crossed his path. Head and heart were always at war
in Manetho. The talismanic diamond flashed or waned, and fiercely
wriggled the little fighting serpents.

At length Thor Helwyse's gauntlet was thrown into the ring; and
peace--if still present to outward seeming--abode not in the feverish
soul of the Egyptian. But it was his nature to dissemble. In this room
he had often outwatched the night, chewing the cud of his wrongs,
invoking vengeance upon the thwarter of his hopes, and swearing
through his teeth to even the balance between them. The black serpent
held the golden one helpless in his coils. The obtuse Doctor,
blundering in at morning, would find his ado