My father-in-law, and his daughter Plautilla, my wife, were, it is said, the victims of my fury.

I killed Papinian, the lawyer and prefect, and Cilo--whom you saw yesterday--nearly shared the same fate.

What did they conceal?
Nothing.

Your nod confesses it--well, and why should they, since speaking ill of others is their greatest delight?
It is all true, and I should never think of denying it.

But did it ever occur to you, or did any one ever suggest to you, to inquire how it came to pass that I perpetrated such horrors; I--who was brought up in the fear of the gods and the law, like you and other people ?" "No, my lord, never," replied Melissa, in distress.