Leave us, Syra--you shall see directly.

Please read me Caesar's letter once more.

Here it is." Julia unfolded the papyrus, which was of elegant quality, and began: "Hadrian to his friend Titianus, the Governor of Egypt.

The deepest secrecy--Hadrian greets Titianus, as he has so often done for years at the beginning of disagreeable business letters, and only with half his heart.

But to-morrow he hopes to greet the dear friend of his youth, his prudent vicegerent, not merely with his whole soul, but with hand and tongue.