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"God bless thee, dear Perreeza!" said the man of God.
The other one now approached, and, in a mild voice, said:
"Daniel, the servant of the living God, is secure in the midst of all his
foes. He that quenched the violence of the fire, shall tame the fury of
the lions."
"Heaven smile upon the daughter of Barzello!" was the prophet's answer.
The procession was now formed, and soon reached the vicinity of the
lions' den, where thousands of the inhabitants had assembled to take the
last lingering look at their aged fellow-citizen. There also was the king
himself, with a number of his most intimate nobles. The soldiers moved
forward, and a clear space was prepared in front of the platform on which
the king and his friends stood.
The countenance of the monarch was pale, and his whole appearance gave
the beholder to understand that he was one of the unhappiest of mortals.
The conspirators were not permitted to occupy the platform with him, but
were commanded to stand together on his left.
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