Bid your slaves raise the leaves of my book to the number of fifteen.' It was done, and Caesar turned towards the enormous open book.
'Come forth!' he said.

'Come forth, my legions!' Then something in the book moved suddenly, and out of it, as out of an open marble tomb, came long lines of silent armed men, ranged themselves in ranks, and, passing Caesar, saluted.

And still more came, and more and more, each with the round shield and the shining helmet and the javelins and the terrible short sword.

And on their backs were the packages they used to carry with them into war.
'The Barbarians of Gaul are loose in this city,' said the voice of the great commander; 'drive them before you once more as you drove them of old.' 'Whither, O Caesar ?' asked one of the Roman generals.
'Drive them, O Titus Labienus,' said Caesar, 'back into that book wherein I set them more than nineteen hundred years ago, and from which they have dared to escape.

Who is their leader ?' he asked of Philip.
'The Pretenderette,' said Philip; 'a woman in a motor veil.' 'Caesar does not war with women,' said the man in the laurel crown; 'let her be taken prisoner and brought before me.' Low-voiced, the generals of Caesar's army gave their commands, and with incredible quietness the army moved away, spreading itself out in all directions.
'She has caged the Hippogriff,' said Philip; 'the winged horse, and we want to send him with a message.' 'See that the beast is freed,' said Caesar, and turned to Plumbeus the captain.