It was Chrysippus, prince of Clazomenæ, the nephew of Anaxagoras.
On his death-bed he charged his nephew to protect and cherish me as a sister.
That's a scurvy welcome to give a nephew you haven't seen for eighteen years.
His nephew was securely disposed of for the night, being fastened in his chamber.
His nephew, with his coat stripped off, was sitting on the side of the bed.
He was beginning to be more afraid and more distrustful of his nephew than ever.
There sat his nephew in the old place, apparently not having stirred.
"I should like to forget that you are my nephew," said the old man.
He went back to the farmhouse to tell Paul of his nephew's escape.
But suppose I don't know anything except you're Jasper's nephew?