mechanically the first words of the Creed; but either from a sense of impiety or from mere confusion of mind, he passed abruptly to the first book of the "Iliad." His memory played him false. How his pupils would have suffered if they had thus maltreated the immortal bard!
He was still reciting when the judge released his hand and got up to make an elaborate bow. Mr. Plateas looked in the same direction, and saw the back of an elderly gentleman between two attractive young girls. He had no difficulty in recognizing the trio, even from the rear.
Mr. Liakos sat down again, blushing furiously, while the professor in utter stupefaction made the sign of the cross.
"Kyrie Eleison!" said he. "Then all this ado was for Mr. Mitrophanis and his daughters?"
"I beg your pardon," replied the judge, in a voice that betrayed his agitation. "I did not want them to think that we were talking about them."
"Bless my soul! You don't mean to say you 're in love?"
"Ah, yes. I love her with all my heart!"
Mr. Liakos turned once more, and his eyes followed one of the two girls.
The professor had listened with some uneasiness. While touched by the judge's emotion, he was at the same time perhaps a little jealous of
