A single look sufficed to send all the curious retinue from the room.

Only Antiochus remained, sitting on a stool in a distant corner.
"And now, my friend," said Caesar, smiling, and drawing a chair close up to that of Drusus, "tell me when it was that you left Rome." "Two days ago," gasped the wearied messenger.
"_Mehercle!_" cried the general, "a hundred and sixty miles in two days! This is incredible! And you come alone ?" "I had Andraemon, the fastest horse in Rome.

Antonius, Caelius, Cassius, Curio, and myself kept together as far as Clusium.

There was no longer any danger of pursuit, no need for more than one to hasten." Drusus's sentences were coming in hot pants.

"I rode ahead.