"But I have no time to lose, for I must at once find out where the old singer has taken her.

I am not so inexperienced as you seem to think.

He has brought her here to trade in her beauty, and enrich himself.

Why, you, too, saw her on board ship; I, as you know, had arranged for them to be taken in at my mother's Xenodochium." "Whom ?" asked Demetrius folding his hands.
"The singers whom I brought with me from Ostia.

And now they have disappeared from thence, and Dada..." "Dada!" cried Demetrius, bursting into a loud laugh without heeding Marcus who stepped up to him, crimson with rage.