Now he was at length to look upon her; nay, she was to pass into his guardianship, and be by him delivered into the hands of the warrior king.

Dreaming, dreaming, he rode along the Praenestine Way.
Though the personal dignity of Pelagius and the calm force of his speech had awed and perturbed him, Marcian soon recovered his habitual mind.

He had thought and felt too deeply regarding public affairs to be so easily converted from the cause for which he lived.

A new treachery was imposed upon him.

When, after receiving all his instructions from Leander, he went to see Pelagius, it was in order to secure his own safety and the fulfilment of his secret mission by a seeming betrayal of him he served.