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Updated: June 15, 2025
I wanted to ask you around to Marcus Læca's to-night; we think he will give something of a feast, and you must see my latest sweetheart Clyte! She is a little pearl. I have had her head cut in intaglio on this onyx; is she not pretty?" "Very pretty," said Pratinas, looking at the engraving on the ring. "But perhaps it is not right for me, a grave philosopher, to go to your banquet."
He had never formally deeded the boy to Cornelia, and now it was not safe for the lad to be sent to dwell at Baiæ, possibly to fall into the revengeful clutches of Phaon, or Pratinas, or Ahenobarbus.
If anybody questions us I shall say that I am a gentleman driving out to the suburbs to enjoy a late party at a friend's villa, and you are my valet, who is a mute, whom it is useless to question because he cannot answer. Do you understand?" Artemisia nodded her little head, and bit her pretty lips very hard to keep from speaking. The fear of Pratinas made her all obedience.
He had lost a boon companion when Publius Gabinius was driven into outlawry. Marcus Læca was too deeply in debt to give any more dinners. Pratinas was fled to Egypt. And so he had come to Baiæ, to harass Cornelia by his presence; to gibe at her; and assure her that her uncle was more determined than ever that she should marry him say and do what she might.
He met Arsinoë, and took the friendly maid into his plot, by stationing her on guard to prevent the other servants from interfering with him. Then applying his ear to the large keyhole of the door, he could understand all that was passing in the boudoir. What Pratinas was saying it is hardly necessary to repeat.
And now he is arranging with Valeria to strip poor Calatinus of nearly all his valuables, before they fly the country." "Ah, luckless Calatinus!" laughed Agias. "That will be the end of his marrying the handsomest woman in Rome. And so this is what you came here to tell me? It really was a good secret to keep." "St!" interrupted Pisander, "Pratinas has something else to attend to.
So it came to pass that the next morning, long before Pratinas and Ahenobarbus met in the Forum and reviewed the steps taken in the words that gave Sesostris the key to the situation, Phaon was driving toward Præneste. Of course a mere freedman, on a journey preferably kept quiet, travelled in not the least state.
Capua was a famed emporium for perfumes and like wares. "I fear," said Pratinas, doing as bidden, and testing the essence with evident satisfaction, "that I have interrupted your philosophical studies." And he glanced at Pisander, who was sitting lonesome and offended in his corner. "Oh! not in the least," ran on Valeria; "but though I know you are Epicurean, surely you enjoy Plato?"
Agias had brought for her a short, variegated lacerna which answered well enough as the habit of a boy-valet who was on good terms with his master. A sort of mantle held on the shoulders by a clasp. "Eho!" cried Agias, when he had witnessed the transformation, "we must hasten or Valeria will be anxious to keep you as her serving-boy! Ah, I forgot she is going with her dear Pratinas to Egypt.
"Drusus may or may not be convinced that what you say is true," answered the girl; "but he, I gather from what you repeat, has just gone back to Præneste. Before you could reach Præneste, you are a dead man." "How so?" demanded the excited philosopher, brandishing his fists. "I am as strong as Pratinas." "How little wisdom," commented Arsinoë, "you do gather from your books!
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