She is forever chanting of a new king." Hot with anger and flushed with wine, he ran, cursing, and kicked the shapely form that lay fainting at the foot of its pedestal.
"Fool!" he shouted.

"Know you not that I only am your king?
You shall be punished; you shall enter the cage of the leopard." He went no further.

Vergilius had rushed upon him and flung him to the floor.

Antipater rose quickly and approached the young Roman, a devil in his eyes.

Vergilius had a look of wonder and self-reproach.
"What have I done ?" said he, facing the Jew.