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He asked a huge price for Almo's release, and no wonder, for after the advertisement you gave him, Almo could have commanded fabulous fees for all future fights and the profits accruing to Elufrius must have been enormous. So Elufrius had to be paid a large sum, but nothing compared to even one year's accumulation of revenue from Almo's estates administered by his agents.
Almo's austere celibacy is a portent in our world and altogether marvellous. It lifts his affair with you out of the humdrum atmosphere of to-day and puts it on a level with the legendary stories of heroic times, with the life-long fidelities of the Milesian tales.
Of Almo's disappearance she talked to him freely; freely also she talked of her feelings for Almo. He was as sympathetic and comprehending as the Emperor and Empress and he encouraged her to hope that Almo was yet alive, which she sometimes doubted. Of her stock farms he said to her: "I should certainly not have advised any woman to enter upon such an enterprise, least of all a Vestal.
Soon she could see the torches outside, the faces of the firemen, Almo's face. "No!" she said, "I won't be dragged through a crevice. There is plenty of time. Dig that hole bigger!" When it was large enough to suit her she bade her rescuers back away. "No man must touch what I carry," she warned.
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."
If they are thwarted or diverted, they never end their lives in any other fashion than by the special method they have devised. "I am inclined to think that Almo's entrance into a gang of sword-fighters was caused by some such intention, that he is alive because the circumstances he looked forward to never conspired to give him just the kind of death he preferred.
Savoring her glass of Vocco's exquisite Setian wine she asked: "What has gone wrong, Quintus?" "Just precisely what we feared has happened," Vocco replied. "In spite of all our efforts Hostidius appears to have known nothing whatever about Almo's peculiar past or of the special instructions Aurelius gave Opstorius. "Almo has practically repeated the vagary he perpetrated at Hippo.
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