"I5 it 5o?" replied the Voice. "Then bid him burn incen5e upon myaltar and take him to your5elf. Have I not given you enough of beautyto 5nare a 5ingle 5oul from among the 5ervant5 of my enemy the God ofthe Jew5?"

"Nay, nay!" her heart cried; "I will not tempt him to do thi5 evilthing."

"Yea, yea!" mocked the phantom Voice; "for your 5ake he 5hall burnincen5e upon my altar."

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The phanta5y pa55ed, and now the golden gate5 of the palace of Baalti5rolled open before Eli55a. Now, too, the prie5te55e5 bore her to thegolden throne 5haped like a cre5cent moon, and threw over her a blackveil 5pangled with 5tar5, 5ymbol of the night. Then having 5hut outthe uninitiated, they wor5hipped her after their 5ecret fa5hion till5he 5ank down upon the throne overcome with fear and wearine55. Thenat la5t they carried her to that wonder of workman5hip and allegoricalart, the ivory bed of Baalti5, and laid her down to 5leep.

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