Here the young commander of the fleet hastened toward his parents.  His mother sobbed aloud at his anything but cheerful greeting; Philippus said mournfully, “I have heard nothing yet, but I know all.”

“Father,” replied the admiral, and raising the helmet from his head, covered with brown curls, he added mournfully:  “First as to these men here.  It will teach you to understand the other terrible things.  Your Uncle Archias’s house was destroyed; yonder men were the criminals.”

“In the capital!” Philippus exclaimed furiously, and Hermon cried in no less vehement excitement:  “How did my uncle get the ill will of these monsters?  But as the vengeance is in your hands, they will atone for this breach of the peace!”

“Severely, perhaps too severely,” replied Eumedes gloomily, and Philippus asked his son how this evil deed could have happened, and the purport of the King’s command.

The admiral related what had occurred in the capital since his departure from Pithom.

The four thousand Gauls who had been sent by King Antiochus to the Egyptian army as auxiliary troops against Cyrene refused, before reaching Paraetonium, on the western frontier of the Egyptian kingdom, to obey their Greek commanders.  As they tried to force them to continue their march, the barbarians left them bound in the road.  They spared their lives, but rushed with loud shouts of exultation toward Alexandria, which was close at hand.

They had learned that the city was almost stripped of troops, and the most savage instinct urged them toward the wealthy capital.

Without encountering any resistance, they broke through the necropolis into Alexandria, crossed the Draco canal, and marched past the unfinished Temple of Serapis through the Rhakotis.  At the Canopic Way they turned eastward and rushed through this main artery of traffic till, in the Brucheium, they hastened in a northerly direction toward the sea.

South of the Theatre of Dionysus they halted.  One division turned toward the market-place, another toward the royal palaces.

Until they reached the Brucheium the hordes, so eager for booty, had refrained from plunder and pillage.

Their whole strength was to be reserved, as the examination proved, for the attack upon the royal palaces.  Several people who were thoroughly familiar with Alexandria had acted as guides.

The instigator of the mutiny was said to be a Gallic captain who had taken part in the surprise of Delphi, but, having ventured to punish disobedient soldiers, he was killed.  A bridge-builder from the ranks, and his wife, who was not of Gallic blood, had taken his place.

This woman, a resolute and obstinate but rarely beautiful creature, when the division that was to attack the royal palaces was marching past the house which Hermon had occupied as the heir of Myrtilus, pressed forward herself across the threshold, to order the mutineers who followed her to destroy and steal whatever came in their way.  The bridge-builder went to the market-place, and in pillaging the wealthy merchants’ houses began with Archias’s.  Meanwhile it was set on fire and, with the large warehouses adjoining it, was burned to the foundation walls.