Quo Vadis: a narrative of the time of Nero by Henryk Sienkiewicz
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when half Rome is repeating the news, it is not difficult to know,"
answered Chilo. "The night before last a maiden named Lygia, but specially Callina, and reared in the house of Aulus Plautius, was intercepted. Thy slaves were conducting her, O lord, from Cæsar's palace to thy 'insula,' and I undertake to find her in the city, or, if she has left the city--which is little likely--to indicate to thee, noble tribune, whither she has fled and where she has hidden." "That is well," said Vinicius, who was pleased with the precision of the answer. "What means hast thou to do this?" Chilo smiled cunningly. "Thou hast the means, lord; I have the wit only." Petronius smiled also, for he was perfectly satisfied with his guest. "That man can find the maiden," thought he. Meanwhile Vinicius wrinkled his joined brows, and said,--"Wretch, in case thou deceive me for gain, I will give command to beat thee with clubs." "I am a philosopher, lord, and a philosopher cannot be greedy of gain, especially of such as thou hast just offered magnanimously." "Oh, art thou a philosopher?" inquired Petronius. "Eunice told me that thou art a physician and a soothsayer. Whence knowest thou Eunice?" "She came to me for aid, for my fame struck her ears." "What aid did she want?" |
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