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Updated: June 6, 2025
In the precincts of the temple were many priests gathered around the altars, praying, weeping, grovelling in the dust. Impostors in safety, they were not the less superstitious in danger! Calenus passed them, and entered the chamber yet to be seen in the south side of the court. Burbo followed him the priest struck a light. Wine and viands strewed the table; the remains of a sacrificial feast.
The inhabitants were nearly all wreckers or smugglers they ostensibly carried on the trade and calling of fishermen, farm-labourers, and small farmers; but they were deeply saturated with the sin of covetousness, and many a fierce fire has been lighted on the Wirrall shore on stormy nights to lure the good ship on the Burbo or Hoyle Banks, there to beat, and strain, and throb, until her timbers parted, and her planks were floating in confusion on the stormy waves.
'Give me my slave! shrieked the virago, placing her mighty grasp on the breast of the Greek. 'Not if all your sister Furies could help you, answered Glaucus. 'Fear not, sweet Nydia; an Athenian never forsook distress! 'Holla! said Burbo, rising reluctantly, 'What turmoil is all this about a slave?
But there was one who, by accident, had become aware of the nature of the spells cast by Arbaces upon his visitors, and who was to be the humble means of saving lone from his toils. This was the blind flower-girl Nydia. Of Thessalian extraction, and gentle nurture, Nydia had been stolen and sold into the slavery of an ex-gladiator named Burbo, a relative of the false priest Calenus.
'How now? what hast thou been doing with my slave, brute? said she, angrily, to Burbo. 'Be quiet, wife, said he, in a tone half-sullen, half-timid; 'you want new girdles and fine clothes, do you? Well then, take care of your slave, or you may want them long. Voe capiti tuo vengeance on thy head, wretched one! 'What is this? said the hag, looking from one to the other.
Ere she could reply, another voice, less vulgarly accented, said: 'Never mind those petty profits, my Burbo. The girl's voice will be wanted again soon at our rich friend's revels; and he pays, as thou knowest, pretty high for his nightingales' tongues. 'Oh, I hope not I trust not, cried Nydia, trembling. 'I will beg from sunrise to sunset, but send me not there.
So they always come to my house for that purpose: they know we only receive the best gladiators in Pompeii our society is very select praised be the gods! 'Yes, continued Burbo, drinking off a bowl, or rather a pail of wine, 'a man who has won my laurels can only encourage the brave. Lydon, drink, my boy; may you have an honorable old age like mine!
To save her from the cruelty of Burbo, Glaucus had purchased her, and, in return, the blind girl had become devoted to him so devoted that her gentle heart was torn when he made it plain to her that his action was prompted by mere natural kindness of heart, and that it was his purpose to send her to Ione.
Calenus, the less bold by nature, but the more griping, recovered first. 'We must to our task, and away! he said, in a low whisper, frightened at his own voice. He stepped to the threshold, paused, crossed over the heated floor and his dead brethren to the sacred chapel, and called to Burbo to follow. But the gladiator quaked, and drew back.
What an increase to the terrors of nature can be made by the vices of man! 'Wilt thou never have done? said Burbo, impatiently; 'thy face purples and thine eyes start already. 'It is not every day one has such a right to be hungry. Oh, Jupiter! what sound is that? the hissing of fiery water! What! does the cloud give rain as well as flame! Ha! what! shrieks? And, Burbo, how silent all is now!
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