Show him that his act is ugly, he will be ashamed of it.

When I see him, I will say, 'Thy act is worthy of a freedman.' If that will not help thee, nothing can." "Thanks for that, even," answered the general.
Then he gave command to carry him to the house of Vinicius, whom he found at sword practice with his domestic trainer.

Aulus was borne away by terrible anger at sight of the young man occupied calmly with fencing during the attack on Lygia; and barely had the curtain dropped behind the trainer when this anger burst forth in a torrent of bitter reproaches and injuries.

But Vinicius, when he learned that Lygia had been carried away, grew so terribly pale that Aulus could not for even an instant suspect him of sharing in the deed.

The young man's forehead was covered with sweat; the blood, which had rushed to his heart for a moment, returned to his face in a burning wave; his eyes began to shoot sparks, his mouth to hurl disconnected questions.