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Jess to nttcm;>t describing; his astonishment, his rnge, his fury,<br />

when lit' sun tin; lil:u:U l'.-ml, with only a few shreds <strong>of</strong> j>:uvhmeut<br />

li-l't, ro'.uul <strong>the</strong> nulls; ami beside it standing, in uncon-<br />

<strong>The</strong> Dacian went to his side, and f<strong>or</strong> <strong>the</strong> first time confronted<br />

<strong>the</strong> board; and after looking at it f<strong>or</strong> some moments, exclaimed:<br />

drunkenly again. "Well, tell me, Anninius, what s<strong>or</strong>t <strong>of</strong><br />

people <strong>the</strong>y were, and what <strong>the</strong>y did."<br />

"<br />

Why, one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m was but a stripling, a boy, tall and thin;<br />

who went round <strong>the</strong> pillar, and I suppose must have taken<br />

away what you miss, while I was busy with <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r."<br />

" And what <strong>of</strong> him ? What was he like ?"<br />

<strong>The</strong> soldier opened his mouth and eyes, and stared at C<strong>or</strong>vinus<br />

f<strong>or</strong> some moments, <strong>the</strong>n said, with a s<strong>or</strong>t <strong>of</strong> stupid solemnity,<br />

" What was he like ? Why, if he was not Th<strong>or</strong> himself,<br />

he wasn't far from it. I never felt such strength."<br />

" What did he do to show it ?"<br />

" He came up first, and began to chat quite friendly; asked<br />

me if it was not very cold, and that s<strong>or</strong>t <strong>of</strong> thing. At last, I<br />

remembered that I had to run through any one that came near<br />

"<br />

me<br />

" "<br />

Exactly," interrupted C<strong>or</strong>vinus; and why did you not do<br />

it?"<br />

" Only because he wouldn't let me. I told him to be <strong>of</strong>f, <strong>or</strong><br />

eff<strong>or</strong>t, by a s<strong>or</strong>t <strong>of</strong> conjuring, whisked it out <strong>of</strong> my hand, and<br />

up where you see it, as easily as I could cast a quoit a dozen<br />

yarda."<br />

And <strong>the</strong>n ?"<br />

"And <strong>the</strong>n, he and <strong>the</strong> boy, who came from round <strong>the</strong> pillar,<br />

walked <strong>of</strong>f in <strong>the</strong> dark."<br />

" What a strange st<strong>or</strong>y I" muttered C<strong>or</strong>vinue to himself ;<br />

FA illOLA; OR<br />

'<br />

yet <strong>the</strong>re are pro<strong>of</strong>s <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> fellow's tale. It is not every one<br />

who could have perf<strong>or</strong>med that feat But pniy, sirrah, why<br />

did you not give <strong>the</strong> alarm, and rouse <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r guards to pur-<br />

scious stolidity, his Daciau sentinel.<br />

1 lit would have darted at his throat like a tiger, if he had<br />

not seen, in <strong>the</strong> barbarian's twinkling eye, a s<strong>or</strong>t <strong>of</strong> hyaana<br />

Bqniut, which told him he had better not. But he broke out<br />

Btouce into a passionate exclamation:<br />

"Sirrah! how has <strong>the</strong> edict disappeared ? Tell me directly!"<br />

"S<strong>of</strong>tly, s<strong>of</strong>tly, Herr K<strong>or</strong>nweiuer," answered <strong>the</strong> imperturbable<br />

N<strong>or</strong><strong>the</strong>rn.<br />

" <strong>The</strong>re it is as you left it in my charge."<br />

"<br />

Where, you fool ? Come and look at it. "<br />

suit ?"<br />

"First, Master K<strong>or</strong>uweiner, bacause, in my country,<br />

we will fight any living men, but we do not propose to pursue<br />

hobgoblins. And secondly, what was <strong>the</strong> use ? I saw <strong>the</strong><br />

<strong>the</strong> board that you gave into<br />

"<br />

my care all safe and sound.<br />

"<br />

Stupid barbarian !" growled C<strong>or</strong>viuus, but well within<br />

his teeth ; <strong>the</strong>n added : " This business will go hard with you;<br />

you know it is a capital <strong>of</strong>fence."<br />

" What is ?"<br />

" Why, to let a man come up and speak to you, without giv-<br />

"Well, is not that <strong>the</strong> board you hung up last night?"<br />

"<br />

Yes, you blockhead, but <strong>the</strong>re was writing upon it, which<br />

is gone. That is what you had to guard."<br />

"Why, look yon, captain, as to writing, you see I know<br />

nothing, having never been a scholar; but as it was raining all<br />

night, it may have been washed out."<br />

"And as it was blowing, I suppose <strong>the</strong> parchment on which<br />

it was written was blown <strong>of</strong>f ?"<br />

" No doubt, Herr K<strong>or</strong>nweiner; you are quite right."<br />

"Come, sir, this is no joking matter. Tell me, at once, who<br />

came here last night ?"<br />

"<br />

Why, two <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m came."<br />

"Two <strong>of</strong> what?"<br />

Two wizards, <strong>or</strong> goblins, <strong>or</strong> w<strong>or</strong>se."<br />

" "<br />

None <strong>of</strong> that nonsense f<strong>or</strong> me. <strong>The</strong> Dacian's eye flashed<br />

ing <strong>the</strong> watchw<strong>or</strong>d."<br />

"<br />

Gently, captain, who says he did not give it ? I never<br />

said so."<br />

" But did he though ? <strong>The</strong>n it could be no Christian."<br />

" Oh yes, he came up, and said quite plainly, 'Komen Imperat<strong>or</strong>um.'<br />

"*<br />

" What?" roared out C<strong>or</strong>vinns.<br />

can't make any difference. You call me Armiuius, and I call<br />

myself Hermann, and <strong>the</strong>y mean <strong>the</strong> same. How should /<br />

know your nice points <strong>of</strong> language ?"<br />

C<strong>or</strong>vinus was enraged at himself f<strong>or</strong> he saw how ;<br />

much better<br />

he would have gained his ends, by putting a sharp, intelli-<br />

" ' '<br />

Nomen Imperat<strong>or</strong>um.<br />

" 'Nurnen Imperat<strong>or</strong>um' was <strong>the</strong> watchw<strong>or</strong>d," shrieked <strong>the</strong><br />

enraged Boman.<br />

' Nomen <strong>or</strong> Numen, it's all <strong>the</strong> same, I suppose. A letter<br />

gent praet<strong>or</strong>ian on duty, instead <strong>of</strong> a sottish, savage f<strong>or</strong>eigner.<br />

"<br />

Well," he said, in <strong>the</strong> w<strong>or</strong>st <strong>of</strong> hum<strong>or</strong>s, " you will have to<br />

answer to <strong>the</strong> emper<strong>or</strong> f<strong>or</strong> all this and ; you know he is not accustomed<br />

to pass over <strong>of</strong>fences. "<br />

" Look you now, Herr Krummbeiner," returned <strong>the</strong> soldier,<br />

with a<br />

"<br />

look <strong>of</strong> sly stolidity as to ;<br />

that, we are pretty well in<br />

<strong>the</strong> same boat," (C<strong>or</strong>vinus turned pale, f<strong>or</strong> he knew this waa<br />

true.) "And you must contrive something to save me, if you<br />

want to save yourself. It was you <strong>the</strong> emper<strong>or</strong> made respon-<br />

sible, f<strong>or</strong> <strong>the</strong> what-d'ye-call-it ? that board.<br />

,'You are right, my friend I must make it out that a<br />

;<br />

strong body attacked you, and killed you at your post. So<br />

shut yourself up in quarters f<strong>or</strong> a few days, and you shall have<br />

plenty <strong>of</strong> beer till <strong>the</strong> thing blows over."<br />

<strong>The</strong> soldier went <strong>of</strong>f and concealed himself. A few days, after,<br />

<strong>the</strong> dead body <strong>of</strong> a Dacian, evidently murdered, was<br />

washed on <strong>the</strong> banks <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Tiber. It was supposed he had<br />

and no fur<strong>the</strong>r trouble was taken<br />

fallen in some drunken row ;<br />

about it. <strong>The</strong> fact was indeed so : but C<strong>or</strong>vinus could have given<br />

<strong>the</strong> best account <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> transaction. Bef<strong>or</strong>e, however, leaving<br />

<strong>the</strong> ill-omened spot in <strong>the</strong> F<strong>or</strong>um, he had carefully examined<br />

<strong>the</strong> ground, f<strong>or</strong> any trace <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> daring act when he<br />

;<br />

I should spear him, and drew back and stretched out my javelin;<br />

when in <strong>the</strong> quietest manner, but I don't know how, he<br />

twisted it out <strong>of</strong> my hand, broke it over his knee, as if it had<br />

been a mountebank's wooden sw<strong>or</strong>d, and dashed <strong>the</strong> ironheaded<br />

piece fast into <strong>the</strong> ground, where you see it, fifty yards<br />

<strong>of</strong>f."<br />

"<strong>The</strong>n why not you rush on him with your sw<strong>or</strong>d, and dispatch<br />

him at once ? But where t your sw<strong>or</strong>d ? it is not in<br />

your scabbard,"<br />

<strong>The</strong> Dacian, with a stupid grin, pointed to <strong>the</strong>. ro<strong>of</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

neighb<strong>or</strong>ing basilica, and said "<br />

: <strong>The</strong>re don't you see it shining<br />

on <strong>the</strong> tiles, in <strong>the</strong> m<strong>or</strong>ning light?" C<strong>or</strong>vinus looked, and<br />

<strong>the</strong>re indeed he saw what appeared like such an object, but<br />

he could hardly believe his own eyes.<br />

"How did it get <strong>the</strong>re, you stupid booby?" he asked,<br />

<strong>The</strong> soldier twisted his moustache in an ominous way,<br />

which made C<strong>or</strong>vinua ask again m<strong>or</strong>e civilly, and <strong>the</strong>n he was<br />

answered :<br />

picked up,<br />

"<br />

He, <strong>or</strong> it, whatever it was, <strong>the</strong>n without any apparent<br />

close under <strong>the</strong> place <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> edict, a knife, which<br />

he was sure he had seen at school, in pos session <strong>of</strong> one <strong>of</strong> his<br />

companions. He treasured it up, as an implement <strong>of</strong> future<br />

vengeance, and hastened to provide ano<strong>the</strong>r copy <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> decree.<br />

CHAPTER XV.<br />

EXFLAUATIONS.<br />

When m<strong>or</strong>ning had fairly broken, crowds streamed, from<br />

every side, into <strong>the</strong> F<strong>or</strong>um, curious to read <strong>the</strong> tremendous<br />

edict BO long menaced, But when <strong>the</strong>y found only a bare<br />

board, <strong>the</strong>re was a universal uproar. Some admired tha<br />

spirit <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Christians, so generally reckoned : cowardly o<strong>the</strong>rs<br />

were indignant at <strong>the</strong> audacity <strong>of</strong> such an act some ridiculed<br />

;<br />

<strong>the</strong> <strong>of</strong>ficials concerned in <strong>the</strong> proclamation; o<strong>the</strong>rs were angry<br />

that <strong>the</strong> expected sp<strong>or</strong>t <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> day might be delayed.<br />

At an early hour <strong>the</strong> places <strong>of</strong> public fashionable res<strong>or</strong>t wert<br />

"<strong>The</strong> namo <strong>of</strong> Uie Kxaper<strong>or</strong>.

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