Mamercus Guards the Door I Agias left Phaon in the clutches of the landlord and his subordinates and was reasonably certain that since the freedman had not a farthing left with which to bribe his keepers, he was out of harm's way for the time being.

The moon was risen, and guided by its light the young slave flew on toward Praeneste without incident.

Whatever part of the conspirator's plans depended on Phaon was sure to collapse.

For the rest, Agias could only warn Drusus, and have the latter arm his clients and slaves, and call in his friends from the town.

With such precautions Dumnorix could hardly venture to risk himself and his men, whatever might be the plot.
Thus satisfied in mind, Agias arrived at the estate of the Drusi, close to Praeneste, and demanded admittance, about two hours before midnight.