Only through a single aperture shot a clear ray of sunlight, and stretched in a radiant bar across the gaudy carpets.
Lucius stumbled, half groping, into a chair, and seated himself.
Cornelia had never received him thus before.

What was she preparing?
Another moment and Lentulus Crus entered the darkened hall.
"_Perpol!_ Ahenobarbus," he cried, as he came across his prospective nephew-in-law, "what can Cornelia be wanting of us both?
And in this place?
I can't imagine.

Ah! Those were strange doings yesterday up in Praeneste.

I would hardly have put on mourning if Drusus had been ferried over the Styx; but it was a bold way to attack him.

I don't know that he has an enemy in the world except myself, and I can bide my time and pay off old scores at leisure.