am well also. I was writing at Villa Vedia on the day before the Nones
of June. I had written you some days before and explained my inability
to avail myself of your kind invitation to dinner on the Nones. I
purposed sending you, with this, what flowers my gardens afford
towards decorating your _triclinium_ for your feast. I beg that
you accept these as a token of my good will. When you reach Rome I beg
that, at your leisure and convenience, you transmit my best wishes to
my kinswoman, Vedia Venusta.

"Farewell."

This note staggered me more than the sight of the flowers. It was amazing
that Vedius should have taken the trouble to be so gracious to me; that
he should go out of his way to write me the vague and veiled, but
unequivocal intimation of his approval of my suit for Vedia implied in the
last sentences of his letter was astounding. Vedia had a very large
property inherited from her father, from two aunts and from others of the
Vedian clan. The whole clan was certain to be very jealous of her choice
of a second husband. I had anticipated their united opposition to my suit.
To be assured of his approbation by the beloved brother of the head of the
clan made me certain that I should meet with no opposition at all.

My delight must have irradiated my face. Tanno, the irresistible, at once
urged me to read the note aloud, saying:

"Don't be a hog. Don't keep all those good things to yourself. Let us have
a share of the tid-bits. Read it out to all of us."

I yielded.