〃Such as have yielded to the charms of the place and chosen it for life and death。 Hark！ Stand we here； and I will show you of whom I speak。〃
Upon the marble pavement there was a scurry of sandalled feet； the crowd opened； and a party of girls rushed about the speaker and his fair friend； and began singing and dancing to the tabrets they themselves touched。 The woman； scared； clung to the man； who put an arm about her； and； with kindled face； kept time to the music with the other hand overhead。 The hair of the dancers floated free； and their limbs blushed through the robes of gauze which scarcely draped them。 Words may not be used to tell of the voluptuousness of the dance。 One brief round； and they darted off through the yielding crowd lightly as they had come。
〃Now what think you？〃 cried the man to the woman。
〃Who are they？〃 she asked。
〃Devadasipriestesses devoted to the Temple of Apollo。 There is an army of them。 They make the chorus in celebrations。 This is their home。 Sometimes they wander off to other cities； but all they make is brought here to enrich the house of the divine musician。 Shall we go now？〃
Next minute the two were gone。
Ben…Hur took comfort in the assurance that no one was ever lost in Daphne； and he； too； set outwhere； he knew not。
A sculpture reared upon a beautiful pedestal in the garden attracted him first。 It proved to be the statue of a centaur。 An inscription informed the unlearned visitor that it exactly represented Chiron； the beloved of Apollo and Diana； instructed by them in the mysteries of hunting； medicine； music； and prophecy。 The inscription also bade the stranger look out at a certain part of the heavens； at a certain hour of the clear night； and he would behold the dead alive among the stars； whither Jupiter had transferred the good genius。
The wisest of the centaurs continued； nevertheless； in the service of mankind。 In his hand he held a scroll； on which； graven in Greek； were paragraphs of a notice：
〃O Traveller！ 〃Art thou a stranger？
〃I。 Hearken to the singing of the brooks； and fear not the rain of the fountains； so will the Naiades learn to love thee。
〃II。 The invited breezes of Daphne are Zephyrus and Auster； gentle ministers of life； they will gather sweets for thee； when Eurus blows； Diana is elsewhere hunting； when Boreas blusters； go hide； for Apollo is angry。
〃III。 The shades of the Grove are thine in the day； at night they belong to Pan and his Dryades。 Disturb them not。
〃IV。 Eat of the Lotus by the brooksides sparingly； unless thou wouldst have surcease of memory； which is to become a child of Daphne。
〃V。 Walk thou round the weaving spider'tis Arachne at work for Minerva。
〃VI。 Wouldst thou behold the tears of Daphne； break but a bud from a laurel boughand die。
〃Heed thou！ 〃And stay and be happy。〃
Ben…Hur left the interpretation of the mystic notice to others fast enclosing him； and turned away as the white bull was led by。 The boy sat in the basket； followed by a procession； after them again； the woman with the goats； and behind her the flute and tabret players； and another procession of gift…bringers。
〃Whither go they？〃 asked a bystander。
Another made answer； 〃The bull to Father Jove； the goat〃
〃Did not Apollo once keep the flocks of Admetus？〃
〃Ay； the goat to Apollo！〃
The goodness of the reader is again besought in favor of an explanation。 A certain facility of accommodation in the matter of religion comes to us after much intercourse with people of a different faith； gradually we attain the truth that every creed is illustrated by good men who are entitled to our respect； but whom we cannot respect without courtesy to their creed。 To this point Ben…Hur had arrived。 Neither the years in Rome nor those in the galley had made any impression upon his religious faith； he was yet a Jew。 In his view； nevertheless； it was not an impiety to look for the beautiful in the Grove of Daphne。
The remark does not interdict the further saying； if his scruples had been ever so extreme； not improbably he would at this time have smothered them。 He was angry； not as the irritable； from chafing of a trifle； nor was his anger like the fool's； pumped from the wells of nothing； to be dissipated by a reproach or a curse； it was the wrath peculiar to ardent natures rudely awakened by the sudden annihilation of a hopedream； if you willin which the choicest happinesses were thought to be certainly in reach。 In such case nothing intermediate will carry off the passionthe quarrel is with Fate。
Let us follow the philosophy a little further； and say to ourselves； it were well in such quarrels if Fate were something tangible； to be despatched with a look or a blow； or a speaking personage with whom high words were possible； then the unhappy mortal would not always end the affair by punishing himself。
In ordinary mood； Ben…Hur would not have come to the Grove alone； or； coming alone； he would have availed himself of his position in the consul's family； and made provision against wandering idly about； unknowing and unknown； he would have had all the points of interest in mind； and gone to them under guidance； as in the despatch of business； or； wishing to squander days of leisure in the beautiful place； he would have had in hand a letter to the master of it all； whoever he might be。 This would have made him a sightseer； like the shouting herd he was accompanying； whereas he had no reverence for the deities of the Grove； nor curiosity； a man in the blindness of bitter disappointment； he was adrift； not waiting for Fate； but seeking it as a desperate challenger。
Every one has known this condition of mind； though perhaps not all in the same degree； every one will recognize it as the condition in which he has done brave things with apparent serenity； and every one reading will say； Fortunate for Ben…Hur if the folly which now catches him is but a friendly harlequin with whistle and painted cap； and not some Violence with a pointed sword pitiless。
CHAPTER VI
Ben…Hur entered the woods with the processions。 He had not interest enough at first to ask where they were going； yet； to relieve him from absolute indifference； he had a vague impression that they were in movement to the temples； which were the central objects of the Grove； supreme in attractions。
Presently； as singers dreamfully play with a flitting chorus； he began repeating to himself； 〃Better be a worm； and feed on the mulberries of Daphne； than a king's guest。〃 Then of the much repetition arose questions importunate of answer。 Was life in the Grove so very sweet？ Wherein was the charm？ Did it lie in some tangled depth of philosophy？ Or was it something in fact； something on the surface； discernible to every…day wakeful senses？ Every year thousands； forswearing the world； gave themselves to service here。 Did they find the charm？ And was it sufficient； when found； to induce forgetfulness profound enough to shut out of mind the infinitely diverse things of life？ those that sweeten and those that embitter？ hopes hovering in the near future as well as sorrows born of the past？ If the Grove were so good for them； why should it not be good for him？ He was a Jew； could it be that the excellences were for all the world but children of Abraham？ Forthwith he bent all his faculties to the task of discovery； unmindful of the singing of the gift…bringers and the quips of his associates。
In the quest； the sky yielded him nothing； it was blue； very blue； and full of twittering swallowsso was the sky over the city。
Further on； out of the woods at his right hand； a breeze poured across the road； splashing him with a wave of sweet smells； blent of roses and consuming spices。 He stopped； as did others； looking the way the breeze came。
〃A garden over there？〃 he said； to a man at his elbow。
〃Rather some priestly ceremony in performancesomething to Diana； or Pan； or a deity of the woods。〃
The answer was in his mother tongue。 Ben…Hur gave the speaker a surprised look。
〃A Hebrew？〃 he asked him。
The man replied with a deferential smile；
〃I was born within a stone's…throw of the market…place in Jerusalem。〃
Ben…Hur was proceeding to further speech； when the crowd surged forward； thrusting him out on the side of the walk next the woods； and carrying the stranger away。 The customary gown and staff； a brown cloth on the head tied by a yellow rope； and a strong Judean face to avouch the garments of honest right； remained in the young man's mind； a kind of summary of the man。
This took place at a point where a path into the woods began； offering a happy escape from the noisy processions。 Ben…Hur availed himself of the offer。
He walked first into a thicket which； from the road； appeared in a state of nature； close； impenetrable； a nesting…place for wild birds。 A few steps； however； gave him to see the master's hand even there。 The shrubs were flowering or fruit…bearing； under the bending branches the ground was pranked with brightest blooms； over them the jasmine stretched its delicate bonds。 From lilac and rose； and lily and tulip； from oleander and strawberry…tree； all o