"She knows how to take care of herself and has too much spirit to let herself get entangled in erotics.

The little son of Venus has nothing to say to two people who are such good friends as she and I are." "May I believe you ?" "My word for it, I ask nothing of her but a kind word," cried he, frankly offering his hand to his wife.

Lucilla only touched it lightly with her fingers and said: "Send me back to Rome.

I have an unutterable longing to see my children, particularly the boys." "It cannot be," said Verus.

"Not at present; but in a few weeks, I hope." "Why not sooner ?" "Do not ask me." "A mother may surely wish to know why she is separated from her baby in the cradle." "That cradle is at present in your mother's house, and she is taking care of our little ones.