Only late last night I entered the gates of Rome, and since I rose this morning three several persons have spoken your name to me together with that of Heliodora.' 'They are black and villainous liars! And you, Marcian, so ready to believe them?
Tell me their names, their names!' 'Peace! One would think you mad indeed.

You know the son of Opilio, young Vivian ?' 'I know him!' answered Basil scornfully, 'as I know the lousy beggar who sits before St.Clement's Church, or the African who tumbles in Trajan's forum.' 'Even so.

This same spark of fashion stops me in the Vicus Longus.

"You are the friend of Basil," quoth he.

"Give him this warning.