veiled her as her garments flowed to her feet He seemed to follow her as she rose like a cloud among the tree-tops out of sight. Aeneas and Faithful Achates staring after her, turned when she had vanished in the ethereal blue and obediently pursued the path she had pointed out Surely he himself saw them as they grew smaller among the trees till they were lost in the shadows.
Across his eyes the gazer drew his hand confusedly. So vivid had the vision been that he almost heard the shouts, as the two had gained the imaged height and saw rescue beyond. He looked up at the Wise Old Giant benignly gazing back at him through the trees.
"Your magic!" he cried accusingly. "You whispered to me 'Perge'! Well—I follow." He looked at the ledges and at the mossy stones, but he held his steps a moment musingly. "There is more in this than merely finding that particular path! Let me see. 'Perge, qua via ducat.' I will have
