"I thought it fun, every time I have done it, and I did it only for Nemestronia and a few of her intimates, never before any large gathering." "I should hope not!" Tanno cried, "and I trust you will never try it again.

It's disgraceful! And it's too risky.

If you keep it up some fine day she'll slash the face off you or bite your whole head off at one snap." I was surprised and abashed at Tanno's reception of the leopard story and Agathemer seemed similarly affected and more so than I.He tried to start a diversion.
"Most marvellous of all Hedulio's exploits," he said, "I account his encounter with the piebald horse." "Tell us about it," said Tanno.

"Horse-training is, at least, and always, an activity fit for a gentleman and wholly decent and respectable." "It happened last year," said Agathemer, "in the autumn, before Andivius died; in fact, before we had any reason to dread that the end of his life was near.

Entedius saw it, perhaps he would be a more suitable narrator than I." "Go on," said Hirnio, "I'd rather listen to you than talk myself." Agathemer resumed.
"We were at Reate Fair.