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"Come," he said, speaking sharply but in low tones; and, holding the lamp above his head, he tried to peer into the apartment. "Come; it will soon be light. Ah! you have not arisen? No matter; I have another cloak, and we must not delay. The slaves are well bribed, and Calavius sleeps soundly forever. My horses, good horses, are in the street; a few moments and we gain the gate.
Calavius, on the other hand, complained continuously of the schalischim's delay, and Hannibal listened with downcast face, frowning to himself, and made no answer except that he was the servant of the gods. Marcia's presence he entirely ignored. Still, he spent little of his time in Capua, and of this Calavius was now speaking. "Truly did you note the news we have received to-day, my daughter?
"Happiness to you, flower of Campanian youth! and know that there are two things that Hannibal prizes most among men: a friend who was once an enemy, and a friend who dares to speak the truth." Calavius had recovered his composure during this speech.
If you come as an enemy so much the worse for him." "And if I come as a woman who would escape a hated marriage to seek a lover who has won her heart afar off? "Calavius?" laughed Mago, the boy in him suddenly flashing out. "They say even the old men here are hunters of women. Have a care of the Claudian, though. She may bite." Marcia flushed crimson.
Come, what will you give me that I smother their wrath I, Iddilcar, your friend, whom you speak ill of behind his back whom you hate -yes, both of you;" and his eyes flashed at Marcia with a strange recklessness that she had never seen in them. Wondering and terrified, she listened to his outburst of rage, but Calavius heard it calmly, and answered, without troubling himself to probe its import.
Murmuring some word of apology, she hurried back through the garden to the tradesmen's door. It was still closed and barred, facts which, together with the rumble of the crowd without, showed that Calavius' plan of escape had proven impracticable. Then she began a careful search, becoming more agitated, with each moment, about the difficulty of explaining the delay.
Marcia saw with disgust, but she led on until they reached the peristyle; when, slipping aside into one of the cells, she watched the playing of the game. Calavius paused a moment at the entrance. Then, groaning deeply to attract attention, he shambled forward, and, throwing himself at full length before Hannibal, seized the hem of his robe and pressed it eagerly to his lips.
She spoke, marvelling at her steady tones, and, turning, walked, with drooping head, to the semicircular, marble seat; not the single seat, back amongst the foliage, where she had met Perolla; "the philosopher's chair," as Calavius had called it laughingly, where his son retired to commune with thoughts too great for men.
"Thirty thousand foot and four thousand horse form an excellent array, and yet I should imagine that the second city in Italy could do even better in case of need." The attention of hosts and guests became tense at once, though Marcia could note that the motives were diverse. Calavius seemed nervous and flustered.
Perhaps they fear to contend with the gods of Rome at the foot of their own hills." "Tush! girl," exclaimed Calavius, impatiently. "Who does not know that the gods say such words as their thievish priests filch from them. Mark now this fellow that comes from the captain-general. Do you not see how the fingers of his left hand clutch and unclutch?
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