But though Drusus cannot do quite that, he has enough sesterces to make happy men of most of us, if his fortune were mine or yours." "(H)its (h)an (h)outrage for him to have (h)it," cried Servius Flaccus.
"It's worse than an outrage," replied Ahenobarbus; "it's a sheer blunder of the Fates.

Remind me to tell you about Drusus and his fortune, before I have drunk too much to-night." * * * * * Agias went away rejoicing with his new master.

Drusus owned an apartment house on the Vicus Longus, and there had a furnished suite of rooms.

He gave Agias into the charge of the porter[56] and ordered him to dress the boy's wounds.

Cappadox waited on his master when he lunched.
[56] Porter--_Insularius._ "Master Quintus," said he, with the familiar air of a privileged servant, "did you see that knavish-looking Gabinius following Madame Fabia all the way back to the Temple of Vesta ?" "No," said Drusus; "what do you mean, you silly fellow ?" "Oh, nothing," said Cappadox, humbly.