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238 DARKNESS AND DAWN<br />

are nobodies ; poor pieces on the<br />

'<br />

moved them ?<br />

draughts-board. Who<br />

'<br />

Junia Silaua.'<br />

Junia Silana! Ah ! now I understand it all the whole<br />

'<br />

vile plot from beginning <strong>to</strong> end ! Silana false wife, false<br />

friend, evil woman what does she know of the sacredness<br />

of motherhood? Children cannot be got rid of by their<br />

mother so easily as lovers are by an adulteress. So ! I am <strong>to</strong><br />

be branded with the fictitious infamy of parricide, and Nero<br />

with its actual guilt, that two broken-down freedmen may repay<br />

their debts <strong>to</strong> the old woman their mistress ?<br />

'<br />

And you, sirs,' she said, raising herself <strong>to</strong> the full height of<br />

'<br />

her stature, ought you not <strong>to</strong> blush for the sorry part you<br />

have played<br />

? Instead of repaying me the gratitude which<br />

you owe <strong>to</strong> one who recalled you, Seneca, from your disgraceful<br />

exile, and raised you, Burrus, from the dust instead of<br />

making the Emperor ashamed of attaching a feather's- weight<br />

of importance <strong>to</strong> this paralytic comedy of pan<strong>to</strong>mimes,<br />

scoundrels, and rancorous old women you have encouraged<br />

him <strong>to</strong> try and humiliate me ! I am ashamed of you,' she<br />

cried, with the imperious gesture which had often made bold<br />

men tremble; 'for as for these gentlemen' and she<br />

glanced at the freedmen 'they, of course, must do as they<br />

are bid. And so, such are my accusers Who will bear<br />

!<br />

who<br />

witness that I have ever tampered with the city cohorts ?<br />

that I have intrigued in the provinces<br />

? who that I have<br />

bribed one slave or one freedinan ?<br />

<strong>The</strong>y charge me with<br />

mourning for the death of Britannicus. Why, had Britannicus<br />

become emperor, whose head would have fallen sooner than<br />

that of his mother's enemy and his own ? And Eubellius<br />

Plautus if he were emperor would he be able for a single<br />

month <strong>to</strong> protect me from accusers who, alas ! would be able<br />

<strong>to</strong> charge me, not with the incautious freedom of a mother's<br />

indignant utterance, but with deeds from which I can be<br />

absolved by no one but that son for whose sake they were<br />

committed.'<br />

For one moment her nature broke down under the rush of<br />

her emotion, and her glowing cheek was bathed in tears ; but,<br />

recovering herself before she could dash the tears aside, she<br />

repudiated the awkward attempts at consolation offered by<br />

her judges, who themselves were deeply moved.

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