“But to expose the former faults of any person, without knowing what their present feelings were, seemed unjustifiable.”
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“But I do ask why?”
[48] Cilla, a town of Troas near Thebe, so called from Cillus, a sister of Hippodamia, slain by Œnomaus.
“Tell me what it is.”
“Why, Mr. Darnay? D’ye hear what he did? Don’t ask, why, in these times.”
“Why, what are your shoes done with?” said the Gryphon. “I mean, what makes them so shiny?”
Alice was thoroughly puzzled. “Does the boots and shoes!” she repeated in a wondering tone.
“Perhaps it would have been better,” replied her sister.
[47] Smintheus an epithet taken from sminthos, the Phrygian name for a mouse, was applied to Apollo for having put an end to a plague of mice which had harassed that territory. Strabo, however, says, that when the Teucri were migrating from Crete, they were told by an oracle to settle in that place, where they should not be attacked by the original inhabitants of the land, and that, having halted for the night, a number of field-mice came and gnawed away the leathern straps of their baggage, and thongs of their armour. In fulfilment of the oracle, they settled on the spot, and raised a temple to Sminthean Apollo. Grote, “History of Greece,” i. p. 68, remarks that the “worship of Sminthean Apollo, in various parts of the Troad and its neighboring territory, dates before the earliest period of Æolian colonization.”
“It does the boots and shoes,” the Gryphon replied very solemnly.
“Brave and generous friend, will you let me ask you one last question? I am very ignorant, and it troubles me--just a little.”
“Why?”
“Oh, Jane, had we been less secret, had we told what we knew of him, this could not have happened!”
“I never thought about it,” said Alice. “Why?”
[46] Brother kings: Menelaus and Agamemnon.
The two stand in the fast-thinning throng of victims, but they speak as if they were alone. Eye to eye, voice to voice, hand to hand, heart to heart, these two children of the Universal Mother, else so wide apart and differing, have come together on the dark highway, to repair home together, and to rest in her bosom.
“Do you, by Jupiter?” said Stryver. “I am sorry for it.”
“I must confess that he did not speak so well of Wickham as he formerly did. He believed him to be imprudent and extravagant; and since this sad affair has taken place, it is said that he left Meryton greatly in debt: but I hope this may be false.”
“I can tell you more than that, if you like,” said the Gryphon. “Do you know why it’s called a whiting?”
“I know the fellow.”