But that is just the marrow of the matter; it is from that very curse that I mean to save her.

If you can accuse her of anything, speak; if not, and if you do not want to appear a base slanderer in my eyes, take back the words you have just spoken!" "Oh! I take them back of course," said Demetrius indifferently.

"I know nothing of your beauty beyond what she has herself said to me and you and Cynegius and his Secretaries--with her pretty, saucy eyes.

But the language of the eye, they say, is not always to be depended on; so take it as unsaid.

And, if I understood you rightly, you do not even know where the singers are hiding?
If you have no objection, I will help you to seek them out." "That is as you please," answered Marcus hotly.