But the cheers of the multitude now drowned every other sound.  Fathers or mothers who had children with them lifted them up as high as they could; where a small man stood behind a tall one, way was willingly made, for it would have been a shame to hinder his view of such a spectacle.  Many had already seen the great monarch in his shining, golden chariot, drawn by four splendid horses; but such an array of torch-bearers as now preceded Caracalla was a thing never seen within the memory of the oldest or most traveled man.  Three elephants marched before him and three came behind, and all six carried in their trunks blazing torches, which they held now low and now aloft to light his road.  To think that beasts could be trained to such a service!  And that here, in Alexandria, such a display could be made before the haughty and pampered Romans!

The chariot stood still, and the black Ethiopians who guided the huge four-footed torch-bearers took the three leaders to join their fellows behind the chariot.  This really was a fine sight; this could not but fill the heart of every one who loved his native town with pride and delight.  For what should a man ever shout himself hoarse, if not for such a splendid and unique show?  Diodoros himself could not take his eyes off the elephants.  At first he was delighted with them, but presently the sight annoyed him even more than it had pleased him; for he reflected that the tyrant, the villain, his deadly enemy, would certainly take to himself the applause bestowed on the clever beasts.  With this, he grasped the reed pipe in the breast of his tunic.  He had been on the point of using it before now, to retaliate on Melissa for some portion of the pain she had inflicted on him.  At this thought, however, the paltriness of such revenge struck him with horror, and with a hasty impulse he snapped the pipe in two, and flung the pieces on the ground in front of the apple-stall.  The old woman observed it and exclaimed: 

“Ay, ay, such a sight makes one forgive a great deal”; but he turned his back on her in silence, and joined his friend at the appointed spot.

They made their way without difficulty to the seats reserved for the senators’ families, and when they had taken their places, the young man replied but briefly to the sympathetic inquiries as to his health which were addressed to him by his acquaintances.  His friend Timon gazed anxiously into his handsome but pale, sad face, as Diodoros sat crushed and absorbed in thought.  He would have liked to urge him to quit the scene at once, for the seats just opposite were those destined to Caesar and his court-among them, no doubt, Melissa.  In the dim light which still prevailed in the vast amphitheatre it was impossible to recognize faces.  But there would soon be a blaze of light, and what misery must await the hapless victim of her faithlessness, still so far from perfect health!  After the glare of light outside, which was almost blinding, the twilight within was for the moment a relief to Diodoros.  His weary limbs were resting, a pleasant smell came up from the perfumed fountains in the arena, and his eyes, which could not here rest on anything to gratify him, were fixed on vacancy.