“My dear mother, and you good brother Cadmus, and my friend Thasus, methinks we are like people in a dream.  There is no substance in the life which we are leading.  It is such a dreary length of time since the white bull carried off my sister Europa, that I have quite forgotten how she looked, and the tones of her voice, and, indeed, almost doubt whether such a little girl ever lived in the world.  And whether she once lived or no, I am convinced that she no longer survives, and that therefore it is the merest folly to waste our own lives and happiness in seeking her.  Were we to find her, she would now be a woman grown, and would look upon us all as strangers.  So, to tell you the truth, I have resolved to take up my abode here; and I entreat you, mother, brother, and friend, to follow my example.”

“Not I, for one,” said Telephassa; although the poor queen, firmly as she spoke, was so travel worn that she could hardly put her foot to the ground—­“not I, for one!  In the depths of my heart, little Europa is still the rosy child who ran to gather flowers so many years ago.  She has not grown to womanhood, nor forgotten me.  At noon, at night, journeying onward, sitting down to rest, her childish voice is always in my ears, calling, ‘Mother! mother!’ Stop here who may, there is no repose for me.”

“Nor for me,” said Cadmus, “while my dear mother pleases to go onward.”

And the faithful Thasus, too, was resolved to bear them company.  They remained with Cilix a few days, however, and helped him to build a rustic bower, resembling the one which they had formerly built for Phoenix.

When they were bidding him farewell, Cilix burst into tears, and told his mother that it seemed just as melancholy a dream to stay there, in solitude, as to go onward.  If she really believed that they would ever find Europa, he was willing to continue the search with them, even now.  But Telephassa bade him remain there, and be happy, if his own heart would let him.  So the pilgrims took their leave of him, and departed, and were hardly out of sight before some other wandering people came along that way, and saw Cilix’s habitation, and were greatly delighted with the appearance of the place.  There being abundance of unoccupied ground in the neighbourhood, these strangers built huts for themselves, and were soon joined by a multitude of new settlers, who quickly formed a city.  In the middle of it was seen a magnificent palace of coloured marble, on the balcony of which, every noontide, appeared Cilix, in a long purple robe, and with a jewelled crown upon his head; for the inhabitants, when they found out that he was a king’s son, had considered him the fittest of all men to be a king himself.

One of the first acts of King Cilix’s government was to send out an expedition, consisting of a grave ambassador and an escort of bold and hardy young men, with orders to visit the principal kingdoms of the earth, and inquire whether a young maiden had passed through those regions, galloping swiftly on a white bull.  It is, therefore, plain to my mind, that Cilix secretly blamed himself for giving up the search for Europa, as long as he was able to put one foot before the other.