"
Slowly the song diminished.
"The everlasting gates are lifted up," said David, thoughtfully. Then,
thinking of the perils of the new king, he added: "I beseech you, say
nothing of these things abroad."
The song had ceased. A cloud, with all its borders bright, now
curtained the great star. Another band of horsemen were descending the
hill from Bethlehem. Swiftly they came near and halted.
"God send you peace," said the voice of a maiden. "We seek one
Vergilius, officer of the cohort."
"And who is he that you should seek him?" said the young tribune,
dismounting quickly.
"My lover," said she, a note of trouble in her voice, "and I do fear
his life is in peril."
Vergilius was at her side. Now the light of the great star shone full
upon them.
"Blood of my heart!" he whispered, lifting the maiden from her horse.
"Oh, you that have made me love you with the great love!" she cried,
pressing her cheek upon his. "I have been as one lost in the desert,
and I thank the one God he has led me to you."
A moment they stood together and all were silent.
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