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Drusus was just letting Cappadox take off his cloak, when the shrill voice of Chloë was heard outside the door, expostulating with the boy on guard. "I must see the dominus at once. It's very important." "Don't you see, you idiot, that you can't while he's dressing?" "I must!" screamed Chloë. And, violating every law of subordination and decorum, she threw open the door.
Remind me to tell you about Drusus and his fortune, before I have drunk too much to-night." Agias went away rejoicing with his new master. Drusus owned an apartment house on the Vicus Longus, and there had a furnished suite of rooms. He gave Agias into the charge of the porter and ordered him to dress the boy's wounds. Cappadox waited on his master when he lunched. Porter Insularius.
It was all that was said. Another boat might be procured at any time by Lucius Ahenobarbus; and with only one paddle Cappadox could make but slow headway. Stiff and bruised, the young man flung himself on the bottom of the skiff, and panted and nursed himself after his mortal struggle.
Cappadox had taken the boat out from the moorings to minimize a chance of discovery by some one in the house. Drusus was just turning for a last embrace, when many voices and the plash of oars sounded below. Cornelia staggered with dread. "It's Ahenobarbus," she gasped, in a deathly whisper; "he sometimes comes back from Puteoli by boat. He will murder you when he finds you here!"
With fear on the one side and distrust upon the other, the chances for hilarity and good fellowship looked scanty enough, and yet Stenius Ninius was too much a man of the world to yield readily to untoward social conditions. Clapping his hands, he cried out, as the head butler bowed before him: "Now, my good Cappadox, let us have no more of these native vintages.
Here, if needs be, I will die." But before he could protest further, Cappadox had caught him in his powerful arms, and despite his struggles was running with him through the rear of the house. Pandemonium reigned in the atrium.
Truly I was wondering if we had been drinking from the famous cellars of Capua. We washed our horses with better wine in the north." Stenius flushed. Then he smiled. "And, Cappadox," he went on, in an unruffled voice, "do you send what remains in my cellar of the vintages we have been drinking, to the horse of my worthy guest."
Cappadox flew to eject her, but Chloë's quick tongue did its work. "A lad who calls himself Agias is chained in the ergastulum. He says some gladiators are going to attack the house, and will be here in a moment! Oh, I am so frightened!" and the poor girl threw her mantle over her head, and began to whimper and sob. "Agias!" shouted Drusus, at the top of his voice. "In the ergastulum?
Some aid must come before a great while." But again the veteran whipped out an angry oath, and thundered, "You stay, you soft-fingered Quintus! You stay and face those German giants! Why, you are the very man they are after! Leave fighting to an old soldier! Take him away, Cappadox, if you love him!" "I will never leave!" blazed forth Drusus. "My place is here. A Livian always faces his foes.
"Salve! carissima," and Drusus, who never at the instant gave thought to the blood all over him, pressed her in one last kiss. He gained the terrace steps by a single bound ahead of his armed attackers. Cappadox smote down the foremost freedman with a buffet of the oar.
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