No one stopped Ursus, no one inquired even what he was doing.

Those guests who were not under the table had not kept their own places; hence the servants, seeing a giant carrying a guest on his arm, thought him some slave bearing out his intoxicated mistress.

Moreover, Acte was with them, and her presence removed all suspicion.
In this way they went from the triclinium to the adjoining chamber, and thence to the gallery leading to Acte's apartments.

To such a degree had her strength deserted Lygia, that she hung as if dead on the arm of Ursus.

But when the cool, pure breeze of morning beat around her, she opened her eyes.