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Updated: June 27, 2025
No one seemed quite to know how she had found her way into the hands of the officers; but there she was, and the problem was how to get her out of them. However, whatever mystery, whatever anxiety, attached to the case, it was only still more urgent to bring the matter home to Agellius without delay.
If then you won’t do it, you confess yourself ipso facto disloyal. It is incomprehensible.” And he had become quite red. “My dear uncle,” said Agellius, “I give you my solemn word, that the people whom you so detest do pray for the welfare of the imperial power continually, as a matter of duty and as a matter of interest.”
“He, he, he!” he cried; “so you are on your knees, Agellius.” “Why shouldn’t I be at this hour,” answered Agellius, “and before I go to bed?” “O, every one to his taste, of course,” said Juba; “but to an unprejudiced mind there is something unworthy in the act.” “Why, Juba?” said his brother somewhat sharply; “don’t you profess any religion at all?”
“Callista a Christian!” answered Juba, “ha! ha! She and Agellius are going to make a match of it, of some sort or other. They’re thinking of other things than paradise.” “She and the old priest, more likely, more likely,” said Gurta. “He’s in prison with her—in the pit, as I trust.” “Your master has cheated you for once, old woman,” said Juba.
Ah, poor Agellius! a fascination is upon you; and so you are thinking of some middle term, which is to reconcile your uncle and you; and therefore you begin as follows:— “I see by your silence, Jucundus, that you are displeased with me, you who are always so kind. Well, it comes from my ignorance of things; it does indeed.
Agellius had thought of the end more than of the means, and had had a vision of Callista as a Christian, when the question of rites and forms would have been answered by the decision of the Church without his trouble. He was somewhat sobered by the question, though in a different way from what his uncle wished and intended. Jucundus proceeded—“First, there is matrimonium confarreationis.
And yet, as Agellius ascended the long flight of marble steps which led the foot-passenger up into that fair city, while the morning sun was glancing across them, and surveyed the outline of the many sumptuous buildings which crested and encircled the hill, did he not know full well that iniquity was written on its very walls, and spoke a solemn warning to a Christian heart to go out of it, to flee it, not to take up a home in it, not to make alliance with anything in it?
The sun had now descended for the last time before the solemn day which was charged with the fate of Callista, and what was the state of mind of one who excited such keen interest in the narrow circle within which she was known? And how does it differ from what it was some weeks before, when Agellius last saw her?
Thence, too, hung a plentiful gathering of dried grapes, of the kind called duracinæ; and near the door a bough of the green bargut or psyllium, to drive away the smaller insects. Poor Agellius felt the contrast between the ungodly turmoil from which he had escaped, and the deep stillness into which he now had entered; but neither satisfied him quite.
“Callista in prison!” cried Agellius with surprise and distress, “what do you mean, Jucundus?” “Yes, it’s a fact; Callista is in prison,” answered he, “and on suspicion of Christianity.” “Callista! Christianity!” said Agellius, bewildered, “do I hear aright? She a Christian! oh, impossible, uncle! you don’t mean to say that she is in prison.
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