large numbers, and so great was the crowd that Euthymus was pushed roughly aside in the struggle that ensued. Again he became concerned as to the safety of his money, and, keeping his hand on his wallet, he started to go out.
For some time Euthymus wandered about the place looking for his old friend, and, failing to find him anywhere about the Temple, he extended his search to the different lodging-houses, but without success. He failed also to find his other companion, who by some means had suddenly disappeared without returning the ruble he had borrowed from Euthymus.
The next day Euthymus, in company with an old man from Tomboff Province whom he had met on the ship, went to the Lord's Tomb. He had hoped to be able to force his way forward to the altar, but as the crowd was too great he contented himself by leaning up against a pillar to pray.
As he looked toward the front of the Temple,
