Dion was even now on the way to carry Antony's order to his friend Gorgias.
"Any slave might have attended to that matter equally well," Iras remarked in an irritated tone.

"I should think he would have more reason to expect trustworthy tidings here.

But that's the way with men!" Here she hesitated but, meeting an inquiring glance from her uncle, she went on eagerly; "Nothing, I believe, binds them more firmly to one another than mutual pleasure.

But that must now be over.

They will seek other amusements, whether with Heliodora or Thais I care not.