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Now go, and take care that no one recognizes you. Your secret is mine, and the friend at Lochias shall be duly mentioned." Mastor disappeared in the crowd. Verus put the nosegay into the hands of one of the garden-gods that followed in his train, sprang laughing on to the ass, and desired the driver to show him the way.
Their father is gone, quite gone, but we will never, never forget him." "Are there any angels with red wings?" asked the youngest little girl. "Oh! I want to be an angel!" cried Helios, clapping his hands. "And can the angels see?" "Yes, dear little man," replied Mastor, "and their eyes are wonderfully bright, and all they look upon is beautiful."
Mastor remained silent for a few minutes, then he went up to Antinous and said: "You know I have a son and a little daughter at home, and I am always glad to hear about little girls. We are alone and if it will relieve your heart." "Let me alone, I have told you a dozen times already about my mother and little Parthea," replied Antinous, trying to look composed.
The steward's new 'body-servant, the old black woman, Mastor, the tailor and his slave, helped Arsinoe to carry her father's lifeless body and lay it on a couch, and the slave closed his eyes. He was dead so each told the despairing girl, but she would not, could not believe it.
His bold action would indeed have cost the poor fellow his life if the slave Mastor; who meanwhile had hurried to the spot, had not dragged him down the stone stair of the old tower on which the new one stood and carried him into the open air. He was half suffocated at the top of them and had dropped down senseless."
"Then you must be glad to leave him." "No, no," groaned Sebek. "You foolish old owl," said Mastor. "Why do you care then for that grumpy niggard?" The negro did not answer for some time, then his lean breast heaved and fell, and, as if the dam were broken through that had choked his utterance, he burst out with a mixture of loud sobs: "The children, the little ones, our little ones.
Mastor remained silent for a few minutes, then he went up to Antinous and said: "You know I have a son and a little daughter at home, and I am always glad to hear about little girls. We are alone and if it will relieve your heart." "Let me alone, I have told you a dozen times already about my mother and little Parthea," replied Antinous, trying to look composed.
He had required Mastor to repeat to him more than once the last words of his faithful companion and neither to add nor to omit a single syllable. Hadrian's accurate memory cherished them all and now he had sat till dawn and from dawn till the sun had reached the meridian, repeating them again and again to him self. He sat gloomily brooding and would neither eat nor drink.
Now go, and take care that no one recognizes you. Your secret is mine, and the friend at Lochias shall be duly mentioned." Mastor disappeared in the crowd. Verus put the nosegay into the hands of one of the garden-gods that followed in his train, sprang laughing on to the ass, and desired the driver to show him the way.
There were two men who might be helpful to him in this matter Antinous and the slave Mastor. He first thought of Mastor; but the Sarmatian was faithfully devoted to his master and could not be bribed. And besides! No! it really was too far beneath him to make common cause with a slave. But he could count even less on support from Antinous.