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"Nonsense!" her husband retorted. "We can't bother about all the malice of all the slanderers in Rome. Other people's daughters are remaining. Lucconius means to stay here in Rome with his family. If he ventures to keep Flexinna here we might venture to leave Brinnaria behind." "You might," that self-assertive child cut in, "and you know there is really no use in taking me if I do not want to go.
I am tired and need rest, the same as I did the day after the axle broke and I barked my knee in the gravel. I am not going out now; oh, no the lady going out is the lady who called on me. Do you understand?" Utta understood. Flexinna, quaking in the bed, prayed under her breath. "For Castor's sake," was her farewell, "d-d-don't forget to s-s-stutter."
However, she asked no questions and worked off her feelings by a series of high dives, followed by fancy-stroke swimming under water. She came up from her tenth plunge sufficiently exhausted to feel to some extent soothed. As they composed themselves on the dining-sofas Vocco and Flexinna exchanged glances. Brinnaria did not wait for either to speak.
"Oh, b-b-be sensible," Flexinna admonished her. "You know the k-k-kind he is. He's b-b-bound to impute to everybody what he would d-d-do in their p-p-place. Any man under the same circumstances would jump at the same suspicions." "But why?" queried Brinnaria, bewildered and angry. "Think a minute," said Flexinna. "To suspect all women is a c-c-convention, almost an axiom, with most men.
While old-fashioned households, such as that of Vocco and Flexinna, clung to the antique Roman habit of lying down to meals on three rectangular dining-sofas placed on three sides of a square-topped table, this arrangement had long been supplanted at Court by a newer invention.
She's not fat and placid like Dossonia, but she is wonderfully dignified. My, I admire that woman!" "I wonder," Flexinna reflected, "who will be chosen in her p-p-place." "Poor wretch!" Brinnaria commented. "I'm sorry for her, whoever she is. Just think, she'll have to pair with that unspeakable little muff of a Meffia. I hate that girl."
"That is just what I always thought," Flexinna confessed, "b-b-but, it seems we are b-b-both mistaken. There is another way to challenge the K-K-King of the G-G-Grove; that is to go to the Dictator of Aricia and enter formal challenge. In that c-c-case, the Dictator notifies the K-K-King of the G-G-Grove that he must face the challenger at midnight next d-d-day.
On the whole the strain told on Flexinna more than on Brinnaria, who never once shed a tear, attended to her housewifely duties calmly and steadily and talked little. Flexinna fidgeted constantly and talked a good deal. "If I were in your place," she said, "I shouldn't be waiting here inertly for Faltonius to come and claim me.
I pledged myself not to leave here unless I sent a messenger saying I needed to leave and received permission before I started. I took my oath not to cross the city limits without Father's consent. I can't break my oath and I shouldn't break my word, even if I hadn't sworn in addition to promising." "You f-f-fool!" Flexinna declared.
Early in August he was idling at Velitrae, playing quoits in the inn-yard morning after morning. He seemed to like Velitrae. He stayed there longer than anywhere else. ON the fifteenth of that same August, not long after noon, Brinnaria was much surprised by a call from Flexinna. "The most amazing weather that ever was," Flexinna stated.
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