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  ARETHUSA

  ARETHUSA]

  ARETHUSA

  BY F. MARION CRAWFORD

  AUTHOR OF "SARACINESCA," "A LADY OF ROME," ETC., ETC.

  _WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY GERTRUDE DEMAIN HAMMOND_

  New York THE MACMILLAN COMPANY LONDON: MACMILLAN & CO., LTD. 1907

  _All rights reserved_

  COPYRIGHT, 1906, 1907, BY THE PHILLIPS PUBLISHING CO.

  COPYRIGHT, 1907, BY F. MARION CRAWFORD.

  Set up and electrotyped. Published November, 1907.

  Norwood Press J. S. Cushing & Co.--Berwick & Smith Co. Norwood, Mass., U.S.A.

  THE STORY-TELLER OF THE BAZAAR DEDICATES THIS TALE OF CONSTANTINOPLE TO HIS DEAR DAUGHTER ELEANOR

  LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

  Arethusa _Frontispiece_

  FACING PAGE

  He was talking with an old beggar woman 30

  She tenderly kissed the wrinkled face 44

  'Yes,' replied the negress. 'Rustan is very affectionate. He says that I am his Zoe, his "life," because he would surely die of starvation without me!' 66

  'Tell me your story,' he said in a lower tone. 'Do not be afraid! no one shall hurt you.' 88

  'Forty ducats!' cried Omobono, casting up his eyes, and preparing to bargain for at least half an hour 94

  All sorts of confused thoughts crowded her brain, as Zeno sat down on a seat beside the divan 108

  There was something so oddly fixed in his look and so dull in his voice that Omobono began to fear that he might be a lunatic 128

  'I know them,' Zoe answered. 'If I am not telling you the truth, sell me in the market to-morrow.' 164

  'I did not mean to love you!' 194

  The captain's wife obeyed, less frightened than she had been at first 218

  Saw her sink down there exhausted, and draw a heavy silk shawl across her body 240

  'Tell me what you see,' she said to the maids 262

  'Yes!' roared the Tartar. 'Ten thousand ducats! And if I do not find the money in the house, you two must find it in yours! Do you understand?' 274

  Then, all at once, he felt that she had received one of those inspirations of the practical sense which visit women who are driven to extremities 310

  'Am I not your bought slave?' she asked. 'I must obey.' 352