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"My impulse was to tell Calvaster I disbelieved any story he fathered, that I had my Father's instructions discrediting him, that I knew all about your intimacy with Flexinna and her husband, that I knew all about your excursion to Aricia and why you went and that I approved and that was the end of it. I have told you why I hesitated. "But I was inclined that way.
"Now is the time for me to speak to you of Calvaster. Calvaster, unfortunately, is as indispensable as ever, even more so. My impulse was to banish him, but I had to forego the idea.
Brinnaria declared that her appetite was as good as on the day when she had returned home from her exile to Aunt Septima's villa. After two public advertisements of the Emperor's favor and esteem she was entirely free from any sort of worry. Her enemies were few, merely Calvaster and his parasites, and they were thoroughly cowed and curbed their tongues.
I have thought of marrying you to him; if Segontius and I had not quarreled, we might have arranged it. There is no possibility of it now. And just now, for some reason or other, Pulfennius is keen on arranging a marriage between you and Calvaster. His offers are too tempting to be rejected and the chance is to good to be missed.
Numisia made every arrangement that would prevent any more from learning the secret and would make your return easy. "After you came back safe our decision seemed justified. I talked with Vocco and learned that nothing had occurred to render your exposure likely, except your encounter with Calvaster. As we heard nothing from Calvaster we felt entirely successful.
I couldn't imagine any life so terrible. Oh, Daddy, please say you are not in earnest." He frowned. "I swear," he said, "that I was never more in earnest. I say it solemnly, as sure as my name is Marcus Brinnarius Epulo, I'll have you made a Vestal unless you agree this moment to give up all thoughts of Almo, to obey me about marrying Calvaster, and to be properly polite to him and Pulfennius."
He turned and beckoned a centurion of the guard. With his file of men he came on the double quick. "Seize that man!" the Emperor commanded. Two of the Pretorians gripped Calvaster by the elbows. "March him out there to the edge," came the next order, the Emperor gesturing towards the quay-front on his right. At the brink of the platform the Pretorians paused.
"You see why I hesitate?" Brinnaria nodded. She judged it no time to speak, and, had she wished to speak she could hardly have done so. "I might not have hesitated," Commodus resumed, "if Calvaster had come to me.
"I am light built," Calvaster explained with obvious relish, "and I rode the best horse in Italy. His mount labored heavily under his load." "Both parents are then alive," spoke Faltonius. "I hereupon and hereby pronounce you in all respects fit to be taken as a Vestal. Are you willing?" "Not I!" Brinnaria fairly shouted. "Not willing!" Faltonius cried, incredulous.
Calvaster kept his lips pressed tight together. "March him downstairs, Guntello," Brinnaria commanded. Calvaster winced and made. as if to dodge. Big as he was Guntello was wonderfully quick. In a flash he had the intruder by the neck. Utterly helpless Calvaster was marched down the stairs. In the courtyard Brinnaria had brought before her the half dozen slaves who had charge of the empty house.
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