. L'attaque contre Rofiredohad a tellement paralysé les personnes présentes qu'aucun n'est venu au secours de l'homme prostrate qui a lutté vainement pour extri- LA SORCIÈRE DE ROME se cate de ses adversaires. Ses yeux azolés de rage, Benilo avait placé le point de son poignard contre le thorax de sa victime, qui maintenant aucun pouvoir sur terre parait capable de sauver, car ses copains n'ont fait aucun effort pour lapider la main de Chamberlain. Celui qui avait vu Benilo, dans le palais de l'Aventine, composant une ode dans le hall de l'audience, aurait beenquit à la transformati complète

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. The sorceress of Rome. the attack on Rofiredohad so completely paralyzed those present, that none came tothe rescue of the prostrate man, who vainly struggled to extri- THE SORCERESS OF ROME cate himself from his opponents clutches. His eyes ablazewith rage, Benilo had set the point of his dagger against th«chest of his victim, whom now no power on earth seemedable to save, as his cowardly associates made no effort to staythe Chamberlains hand. He who had seen Benilo, in the palace on the Aventine, composing an ode in the hall of audience, would have beenstaggered at the complete transformation from a diplomaticcourtier to a fiend incarnate, his usually sedate features dis-torted with mad passion and rage. A half-choked outci7 ofbrute fear and despair failed to bring any one to the prostrateboasters aid, most of those present, including the women, thronging round the dead girl Nelida, and Roffredos fate seemedsealed. But at that m^oment, something happened to stayBenilos uplifted hand. S^ CHAPTER V THE WAGER. T the moment when Benilo hadraised his poniard, to drive itthrough his opponents heart, thediaphanous curtains dividing thegreat hall from the rest of thebuildings were flung aside andin the entrance there appeareda woman like some fierce andmajestic fury, who at amoments glance took in thewhole scene and its import. Her manner was thatof a queen, of a queen who was wont to bend all men to herslightest caprice. Every eye in the large hall was bent uponher and every soul felt a thrill of wonder and admiration.The ivory pallor of her face was enhanced by the dark glossof her raven hair. The slumbrous starry eyes were meant tohold the memories of a thousand love-thoughts. A dimsuffused radiemce seemed to hover like an aureole above herdazzling white brow, crowning the perfect oval of her face, adorned with a clustering wealth of raven-black tresses.She was arrayed in a black, silk-embroidered diaphanousrobe, the most sumptuous the art of the Orient could supply.Of

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