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The women used to lie on the side of the bed next the wall: and for that reason they called Caesar, "Spondam regis Nicomedis," They took breath in their drinking, and watered their wine "Quis puer ocius Restinguet ardentis Falerni Pocula praetereunte lympha?"
His white cambric pocket-handkerchief was scented with the most delicious eau-de-Cologne. "O gracilis puer," cried the Doctor. "Whither are you bound? I wanted you to come home to dinner." "I am engaged to dine at at Fairoaks," said Mr. Smirke, blushing faintly and whisking the scented pocket-handkerchief, and his pony being in waiting, he mounted and rode away simpering down the street.
This bringing of a young and pretty woman into immediate contact with bolts and bars had about it an incongruity which pleased them. Maurice penetrated everywhere, questioned the prisoners, jested with the gaolers, even, in the munificence of his heart, bestowed tobacco on the sick. With such graceful rattlings of dry bones, they got by and by to Point Puer, where a luncheon had been provided.
Are there not some constitutions that feed upon it? "Est quaedam flere voluptas;" and one Attalus in Seneca says, that the memory of our lost friends is as grateful to us, as bitterness in wine, when too old, is to the palate: "Minister vetuli, puer, Falerni Inger' mi calices amariores" Catullus, xxvii. and as apples that have a sweet tartness.
They described Fontenelle, adolescens omnibus numeris absolutus et inter discipulos princeps, "a youth accomplished in every respect, and the model for his companions;" but when they describe the elder Crébillon, puer ingeniosus sed insignis nebulo, "a shrewd boy, but a great rascal," they might not have erred so much as they appear to have done; for an impetuous boyhood showed the decision of a character which might not have merely and misanthropically settled in imaginary scenes of horror, and the invention of characters of unparalleled atrocity.
Mr. Fromm made room for grandmother and Lorand to pass before him up a narrow stone staircase, while he kept his hand continuously on my head, as if that were the part of me by which he could best hold me. "Veni puer. Hic puer secundus, filius meus." So there was a boy in the house, a new terror for me. "Est studiosus." What, that boy! That was good news: we could go to school together.
"We'll start to-morrow, please, and if you'll give me a pen and ink I'll be obliged." "I hope you are satisfied," said Burgess. "Oh yes, quite," said Frere. "I must recommend more careful supervision at Point Puer, though. It will never do to have these young blackguards slipping through our fingers in this way."
He was a round-faced, portly little man, with a short black moustache, black eyebrows, and close-cropped, thick, flour-white hair. The good fellow helped grandmother to alight from the carriage: shook hands with Lorand, and began to speak to them in German: when I alighted, he put his hand on my head with a peculiar smile: "Iste puer?" Then he patted me on the cheeks. "Bonus, bonus."
There is the same sad Cato-like stoicism in the words with which Æneas addresses himself to his final combat: "Disce, puer, virtutem ex me verumque laborem, Fortunam ex aliis." But the "dîs aliter visum" meets us at every step. Ripheus is the most just and upright among the warriors of Troy, but he is the first to fall. An inscrutable mystery hangs around the order of the world.
The cave to the west is made by Delbrueck the shrine of Iuppiter puer, and the temple with its cave at the east, the aedes Fortunae. This he does on the authority of his understanding of the passage from Cicero which gives nearly all the written information we have on the subject of the temple. Delbrueck bases his entire argument on this passage and two other references to a building called aedes.
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