"Then farewell, my brother and sister. We shall meet again. If you need help it shall be given to you."

It was at Rome where they parted, and as they stood overlooking the city of seven hills, where the old world and the new blended together like a soft mist, the temples of the ancient gods and goddesses mingling with and limning somewhat the dome of St Peter and the many Christian spires and domes, a vision loomed over the golden crucifix—Aphrodite with a pale halo and a purple robe, Antoninus hanging on a cross.

"Farewell," said Apollonius, as he slowly drifted from their vision. "The sacrifice of self is the supremest good."