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They had done this kind of work before, and each knew his part. Presently Antipater called two of them. "Bring that girl Cyran she that chants of her new king," said he, as they ran to do his bidding. "Noble prince, the strange god is again at work in me," said Vergilius, with rising ire. "I could not bear to see you put her with the leopard; I should rather face him myself."
Here was a mighty plant flowering twice a year and giving its seed to the four winds. Every July and January its erection was celebrated in the imperial republic. Vergilius stood beside the emperor that day when, at the Ars Pacis Augustas, he addressed the people.
"There is a great beauty in the sky and the blue hills," Vergilius remarked, thoughtfully. "And you would kill, look not upon them they are so fair." "If I close my eyes, then, I do see a thing more fair." "What?" "The face of one I love. It is a love greater than all other things fame or king or fatherland." "Or revenge?" inquired David.
Vergilius queried much regarding the government of the new king, and got replies adding more to his curiosity than to his knowledge. It was near the middle hour of the night when a voice announced: "The keeper of the new door will now leave the council." Vergilius heard a stir coming near him in the darkness. Hands were laid upon him, and, presently, one took his arm and led him away.
Vergilius turned, looking up at the splendid Doric temple of Jerusalem. As he looked, the sun's rays fell on a great, golden lantern before a thicket of high columns in its eastern portico. It was the signal for another outburst of trumpets. "They are now making incense for the nostrils of Jehovah," said Manius. "Soon they will offer him one of the most beautiful lambs in Judea."
He leaned forward upon a table, softly, as if in fear that some eye would observe him. One might have heard then that menacing, Herodian rumble in his throat. He seemed to caress the table with his hands. "Dear Appius! Good Vergilius!" he muttered, seizing a piece of vellum and crushing it in his hand. "Soon my power shall close upon you.
Vergilius had rushed upon him and flung him to the floor. Antipater rose quickly and approached the young Roman, a devil in his eyes. Vergilius had a look of wonder and self-reproach. "What have I done?" said he, facing the Jew. "Son of Herod, forgive me. She is your slave, and I I am no longer master of myself.
A trireme was waiting for them on the Adriatic Sea, and Vergilius, Manius, and their escort sailed to northwestern Macedonia, mounted horses again, galloping over the great highway to Athens; crossed by trireme to Ephesus, thence to Antioch by the long sea-road, and, agreeably with orders, they began to leave their men at forts along the frontier.
I pushed my hand down for it, and then laughed louder than ever, as I drew forth my dumpy little Virgil. "Item," I concluded, "the works of the divine master, P. Vergilius Maro, hidden in my pocket by that mischievous minx and monkey, Kate Wheatman of the Hanyards." And I told the story. "Then if Kate had not hidden your beloved Virgil, you would not have gone fishing?" "I'm sure I shouldn't."
Within half an hour Appius and the two maidens and part of the crew landed. Before daylight all were safely carried to the bare, lonely rocks, with a goodly store of food and water. It was a clear morning and the tenth day before the kalends of January. Since the ides, Vergilius had been lying in camp with a cohort, near the port of Ascalon.
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