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The irrevocable ubi tu Caius, ego Caia, has not yet been uttered, and while it would grieve me very much to wound his feelings, I claim the exercise of my own judgment.
Her face grew pale, and she half rose from the chair. "Truly, I did not think about calling you back. It is terrible all this and it is my doing " "Then, if you wish, I shall lay it up against you," cried he, gayly, "unless you promise to be Caia in my house " "You are unfair to press me now and by such means."
At the doorway of Almo's house, the bearer of the white-thorn torch halted and faced about inside the door, his two little brothers let go her hands, Almo himself caught her up clear of the pavement and swung her clear of the door-sill. As he held her in the air, nestling to him, she repeated the formula: "Where you are Caius, I am Caia."
Cornificia asked impatiently. "He forced himself on Pertinax, who should have had him murdered, only Pertinax is too indifferent to his own " "Too philosophical!" corrected Galen. Then Caia Poppeia spoke up, in a young, hard voice that had none of Marcia's honeyed charm. No doubt of her was possible; she could be cruel for the sake of cruelty and loyal for the sake of pride.
"I will be Caia," she resumed, "upon the day when Orcus sends back the dead from Acheron." His expression of joy faded, and indignation took its place. Surely this was carrying light speech too far and at such a time. Suddenly he realized that the dictator might already have ridden on, and disgrace have fallen upon a Sergius at the very beginning of the campaign. "So be it!
When a maid summoned me into her tablinum, I found her alone, seated in her favorite lounging chair, charmingly attired and, I thought, more lovely than I had ever seen her. "Oh, Caia!" I cried. She bridled and stared at me haughtily. "'Vedia," if you please, she said coldly. "You have no manner of right to 'Caia' me, Andivius."
"And that which I, Marcia, daughter of Titus Manlius Torquatus, have said unto the shade, that say I to the living Lucius Sergius. Take me, love; for where thou art Caius, there shall I be Caia." Once again he took her in his arms and kissed her upon the lips, long and tenderly. Then she drew herself back. "You are wounded?" she said anxiously. "Forgive me that I forgot.
Livius glared at Caia Poppeia, the lady-in-waiting, who was smiling, standing a little behind Marcia. He hoped she would take the hint and withdraw out of earshot, but she had had instructions, and came half a step closer. "Will you let me go back to my office and " "No!" answered Marcia. He yielded with a nervous gesture, that implored her not to make an indiscretion.
Oh, are you real?" "Real and alive," I answered. "I am myself. I am Hedulio." To my amazement there, in the dusk under the willows, among the alders, she gave a half-smothered shriek and the next instant her arms were round my neck and mine round her, and she was sobbing on my shoulder, repeating: "Call me Caia again. This is too good to be true."
"Nor have you come, my Marcia, for nothing, since you might have sent for me and saved yourself trouble. I anticipate intrigue! What plot have you discovered now? Is Pertinax its victim? You can always interest me if you talk of Pertinax." "We will talk of Livius," said Marcia. Leaning on his elbows, Livius glared at Caia Poppeia, Marcia's companion.
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