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We Cæsarians are taught by our leaders never to desert a friend in need; and Drusus has been a very good friend to us, especially by using all his influence, very successfully, for our cause among the Prænestians and the people of those parts. When did you say that Dumnorix would pass through the town?" "Early to-morrow, possibly," replied the Vestal. "Phui! Dismiss all care.
And a tender, timid, pleasant voice. Phui! And he spat to exorcise the devil. 'No, it was only my imagination, he assured himself, and he went to the corner where his lectern stood, falling on his knees in the regular and habitual manner which of itself gave him consolation and satisfaction.
A very few words explained to these two sympathetic souls the whole situation. Artemisia shrank back at sight of Pisander. "I am afraid of that man. He wears a great beard like Pratinas, and I don't love Pratinas any longer." "Oh, don't say that, my little swallow," said the worthy man of books, looking very sheepish. "I should be sorry to think that your bright eyes were vexed to see me." "Phui!
I skill more'n a dozen men that day!" "Oh, Jacket!" the Americans cried. "You monstrous little liar!" commented O'Reilly. "Si, senors," the boy went on, complacently. "That day I skill more'n six men. It was this way; we came on them from behind and they don't see us. Phui! We skill plenty, all right!" "It was a hot scrimmage," Judson attested.
You are a Sicilian, I'll be bound!" Phaon made a motion of sorrowful assent. "Phui!" continued Demetrius, "tell me, Agias, is this the creature that tried to murder Quintus Drusus?" Agias nodded. "A fit minister for such a man as I imagine the son of Lucius Domitius to be. Eurybiades, take off that fellow's bands; he is not worth one stroke of the sword."
I will need a few moments for meditation." Drusus hesitated. His eyes wandered off to the river. In one spot it was quite deep. "Phui!" said the proconsul, carelessly, "I am too brave for such a venture now. Leave me on my embankment, like Diogenes and his tub." Drusus clambered part way up the slope, and seated himself under a stunted oak tree. The light was growing stronger.
Henceforth I shall look on Glaucon the Alcmæonid as an enemy of liberty.” “Phui!” almost shouted Phormio, whose sense of humour was keen, “a noble conspiracy! Glaucon the Fortunate calls on a Babylonish merchant by night. You say to plot against Athens. I say to buy his pretty wife a carpet.”
“You’ll be enlightened to-morrow,” said Polus, exasperatingly. Then as the band of horsemen cantered down the broad Dromos street, “Ah, me,—I wish I could afford to serve in the cavalry. It’s far safer than tugging a spear on foot. But there’s one young man out yonder on whose horse I’d not gladly be sitting.” “Phui,” complained Clearchus, “you are anxious to eat Glaucon skin and bones!
"Phui! we will not imagine any such disagreeable thing!" said Antonius, in a sickly effort to make banter at the other's fears. "Don't speak again unless you want me your enemy," threatened Drusus, springing up in fury.
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