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From them it seemed clear that either Lygia's hiding-place would be discovered that night, or he would be able to seize her on the road back from Ostrianum. At thought of this, Vinicius was borne away by wild delight. Now, when he felt clearly sure of finding Lygia, his anger against her, and his feeling of offence almost vanished. In return for that delight he forgave her every fault.
It was possible even that the prætorians had hurled themselves on the city and were slaughtering at command of Cæsar. And that moment the hair rose on Vinicius' head from terror.
Vinicius wondered how they could find place there, and he was afraid that they would sink to the bottom. But Lygia pacified him by showing him a light on the distant shore toward which they were sailing. These dream pictures of Vinicius were blended again with descriptions which he had heard in Ostrianum, from the lips of the Apostle, as to how Christ had appeared on the lake once.
Vinicius, who at the moment when the Christians ran in, stood up and turned so as to indicate to the quarryman, as he had promised, the direction in which the Apostle was hidden among the people of Petronius, sat down again, and with the face of a dead man continued to look with glassy eyes on the ghastly spectacle.
"Do not take this to heart. No God has promised me immortality; hence no surprise meets me. At the same time thou art mistaken, Vinicius, in asserting that only thy God teaches man to die calmly. No. Our world knew, before thou wert born, that when the last cup was drained, it was time to go, time to rest, and it knows yet how to do that with calmness.
"Thou knowest not even of what people he is?" "I had a broken arm, and could not inquire for him." "Seek him, and find him for me." "I will occupy myself with that," said Tigellinus. But Nero spoke further to Vinicius: "I thank thee for having supported me; I might have broken my head by a fall.
He was for her again that splendid Vinicius, beautiful as a pagan god; he, who in the house of Aulus had spoken to her of love, and roused as if from sleep her heart half childlike at that time; he from whose embraces Ursus had wrested her on the Palatine, as he might have wrested her from flames.
Vinicius listened, and something wonderful took place in him. He forgot for a moment where he was; he began to lose the feeling of reality, of measure, of judgment. He stood in the presence of two impossibilities. He could not believe what the old man said; and he felt that it would be necessary either to be blind or renounce one's own reason, to admit that that man who said "I saw" was lying.
All the prisoners in the lower dungeon died of fever, or were stifled from foul air." "Who art thou?" inquired Petronins. "The noble Vinicius knows me. I am the son of that widow with whom Lygia lodged." "And a Christian?" The youth looked with inquiring glance at Vinicius, but, seeing him in prayer, he raised his head, and answered, "I am." "How canst thou enter the prison freely?"
He fixed on Vinicius his eyes, which were surrounded by red lids, and whispered in answer, "But thou, when I was dying of hunger, didst give command to flog me." For a moment both were silent; then the dull voice of Vinicius was heard, "I wronged thee, Chilo."
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