Forgive me.

We will go apart from these base-tongued creatures.' But almost in the same moment sounded another voice, that of Muscula, who had sprung after them.
'Sweet lord Basil,' she murmured at his ear, 'a moment's patience, for I have that to say which is worth your hearing.' Heliodora stepped aside.

Pale with fury, she held herself in an attitude of contemptuous indifference.
'Speak and have done!' exclaimed Basil harshly.
'But a word, Illustrious.

I know well why you are here.

Not for this woman's painted cheeks and essence-soaked hair: you had enough of that long ago.