And many were the whispered conversations that passed between him and his ministers, or rather custodians, Lentulus and Domitius.
"Ah! poor Julia," sighed Pompeius, whose mind ever reverted to his dead wife, "what misery would have been yours if you had seen this day.

Poor Julia; how I loved her; and Caesar, her father, loved her too; and now--" "Be yourself, Magnus," expostulated the consul at his side; "remember that for the good of the Republic every personal affection is to be put away.

Recall Brutus, who put his own sons to death because they committed treason.

Remember what Scipio AEmilianus said when he learned that Tiberius Gracchus, his dear brother-in-law, had been put to death for sedition.

He quoted Homer's line:-- "'So perish all who do the like again!'" "And must I trample down every tie, every affection ?" complained wretched Pompeius, who never ceased hoping against hope that something would avert the catastrophe.
"There is no tie, no affection, Magnus," said Domitius, sternly, "that binds you to Caesar.