Philadelphus took the coin.
"Let Vespasian decide for me," he said.
"For me Fortunatus," said Julian.
Philadelphus filliped the coin and flung out a strong and fending hand against his fellow covering it.

Under the brightening day, the lowering profile of the old plebeian emperor Vespasian showed distinctly on the newly minted bronze.
Julian made a sharp menacing sound, and with clenched hands rose on his knees.

But Philadelphus looked at him steadily, half-amused at the implied threat, half-inviting its fulfilment, and under his gaze, Julian rose slowly and drew away.

Philadelphus tossed the coin after him.

His cousin picked it up and put it in his purse.
[Illustration: Philadelphus looked down upon his prize.] Philadelphus looked down at his prize.
She had not flinched from him when she had found him beside her, with Julian threatening her.