Quo Vadis: a narrative of the time of Nero by Henryk Sienkiewicz
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know from it that the satyrs had whispered to the ear of that nymph
various secrets of life? How couldst thou help looking on those marks?" "It is longer since I have put on the toga than seems to thee," said Vinicius, "and before little Aulus ran up, I looked carefully at those marks, for I know that frequently maidens in Greece and in Rome draw on the sand a confession which their lips will not utter. But guess what she drew!" "If it is other than I supposed, I shall not guess." "A fish." "What dost thou say?" "I say, a fish. What did that mean,--that cold blood is flowing in her veins? So far I do not know; but thou, who hast called me a spring bud on the tree of life, wilt be able to understand the sign certainly." "Carissime! ask such a thing of Pliny. He knows fish. If old Apicius were alive, he could tell thee something, for in the course of his life he ate more fish than could find place at one time in the bay of Naples." Further conversation was interrupted, since they were borne into crowded streets where the noise of people hindered them. From the Vicus Apollinis they turned to the Boarium, and then entered the Forum Romanum, where on clear days, before sunset, crowds of idle people assembled to stroll among the columns, to tell and hear news, to |
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