He had not got more than half-way when he saw a man coming towards him; he sprang into the shadow of a house, but the belated walker accelerated his steps, and came straight up to him.  He set off running again, but the other pursued him, and kept close at his heels till he had passed all the houses and began to go up the mountain-path.  Hermas felt that he was outstripping his pursuer, and was making ready for a spring over a block of stone that encumbered the path, when he heard his name called behind him, and he stood still, for he recognized the voice of the man from whom he was flying as that of his good friend Paulus.

“You indeed” said the Alexandrian, panting for breath.  “Yes, you are swifter than I. Years hang lead on our heels, but do you know what it is that lends them the swiftest wings?  You have just learned it!  It is a bad conscience; and pretty things will be told about you; the dogs have barked it all out loud enough to the night.”

“And so they may!” replied Hermas defiantly, and trying in vain to free himself from the strong grasp of the anchorite who held him firmly.  “I have done nothing wrong.”

“Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s wife!” interrupted Paulus in a tone of stern severity.  “You have been with the centurion’s pretty wife, and were taken by surprise.  Where is your sheepskin?”

Hermas started, felt on his shoulder, and exclaimed, striking his fist against his forehead, “Merciful Heaven!—­I have left it there!  The raging Gaul will find it.”

“He did not actually see you there?” asked Paulus eagerly.

“No, certainly not,” groaned Hermas, “but the skin—­”

“Well, well,” muttered Paulus.  “Your sin is none the less, but something may be done in that case.  Only think if it came to your father’s ears; it might cost him his life.”

“And that poor Sirona!” sighed Hermas.

“Leave me to settle that,” exclaimed Paulus.  I will make everything straight with her.  There, take sheepskin.  You will not?  Well, to be sure, the man who does not fear to commit adultery would make nothing of becoming his father’s murderer.—­There, that is the way! fasten it together over your shoulders; you will need it, for you must quit this spot, and not for to-day and to-morrow only.  You wanted to go out into the world, and now you will have the opportunity of showing whether you really are capable of walking on your own feet.  First go to Raithu and greet the pious Nikon in my name, and tell him that I remain here on the mountain, for after long praying in the church I have found myself unworthy of the office of elder which they offered me.  Then get yourself carried by some ship’s captain across the Red Sea, and wander up and down the Egyptian coast.  The hordes of the Blemmyes have lately shown themselves there; keep your eye on them, and when the wild bands are plotting some fresh outbreak you can warn the watch on the mountain-peaks; how to cross the sea and so outstrip them, it will be your business to find out.  Do you feel bold enough and capable of accomplishing this task?  Yes?  So I expected!  Now may the Lord guide you.  I will take care of your father, and his blessing and your mother’s will rest upon you if you sincerely repent, and if you now do your duty.”