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Arvina had thought lightly, if at all, of his first luxurious sin, but now to the depth of his secret soul, he felt that he was emmeshed and entangled in the deepest villainy. All that he ever had yet heard hinted darkly or surmised of Catiline’s gigantic schemes of wickedness, rushed on him, all at once!
On that night, I but obeyed the accursed bidding of the blackest and most atrocious monster that pollutes Jove’s pure air by his breath!" "Bidding," he exclaimed, starting back in horror, "Catiline’s bidding?" "My father’s," answered the miserable girl. "My own father’s bidding!" "Ye gods! ye gods! His own daughter’s purity!" "Purity!" she replied, with a smile of sad bitter irony.
The keen unquiet eye of the arch-traitor missed Curius from his place, as it ran over the known faces of the conspirators, on whom he reckoned for support. Curius was absent. Nor did his absence, although it might well be, although indeed it was, accidental, diminish anything of Catiline’s anxiety.
She withdrew herself from his arm modestly, as she spoke, lowered her veil, turned, and was gone. Many a day and week elapsed, and weeks were merged in months, ere any one, who knew her, again saw Catiline’s unhappy, guilty daughter. I saw a smith stand with his hammer thus, The whilst his iron did on anvil cool.
For, though he had mentioned no man’s name save Catiline’s and Læca’s only, suspicion was called instantly to those who were their known associates in riot and debauchery; and many eyes were scrutinizing the pale features, which struggled vainly to appear calm and unconcerned. The effect of the speech was immediate, universal.
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