Every association connected with her, every recollection of his position with her in her father's house, had vanished from his memory.

A darker blindness seemed to have sunk over his bodily perceptions; his eyes rolled slowly to and fro over the prospect before him, but regarded nothing; his panting breaths came thick and fast; his shrunk chest heaved as if some deep, dread agony were pent within it--it was evident that a new crisis in his insanity was at hand.
At this moment one of the bands of marauders--the desperate criminals of famine and plague--who still prowled through the city, appeared in the street.

Their trembling hands sought their weapons, and their haggard faces brightened, when they first discerned the Pagan and the girl; but as they approached nearer they saw enough in the figures of the two, at a glance, to destroy their hopes of seizing on them either plunder or food.

For an instant they stood by their intended victims, as if debating whether to murder them only for murder's sake, when the appearance of two women, stealthily quitting a house farther on in the street, carrying a basket covered by some tattered garments, attracted their attention.

They turned instantly to follow the bearers of the basket, and again Ulpius and Antonina were left alone on the river's bank.
The appearance of the assassins had been powerless, as every other sight or event in the city, in arousing the faculties of Ulpius.