PART V

23 Dancer and Priest “Bel should be pleased with his worship, priest!” Kenton heard the dancer say. The priest asked, dully: “What do you mean?” Narada drew closer to him; her hands fluttered out to him. “Shalamu,” she whispered. “Did I dance for the god? You know I danced for—you. And whom did you worship, Shalamu? The god? No—the priestess. And whom, think you, did she worship?” “She worshipped Bel! Our Lord Bel who has—all,” the priest answered, bitterly. Said the dancer, mockingly: “S…