The emperor has
withdrawn his consent to your marriage with Arria. I shall explain
everything but the purpose of the emperor, and who may understand him?
If it be due to caprice or doubt or anger he will do you justice. But
if a deeper motive is in his mind who knows what may happen?"
This letter kindled a fire in the heart of Vergilius. It burned
fiercely, so that prudence and noble feeling were driven out. In spite
of the warning of the young tribune, Manius had remained in Jerusalem.
Vergilius had delayed action, dreading to bring the wrath of Rome upon
one so young, so well born, so highly honored, and possibly so far
misled. Therefore, he had held his peace and waited patiently for more
knowledge. Now the evil heart of the assessor was laid bare, his
infamy proven. Vergilius reread the letter with flashing eyes. Then
he summoned his lecticarii and set out for the palace of the plotter.
Manius approached him, a kindly greeting on his lips.
"Liar!" Vergilius interrupted, his hand upon his sword. "Speak no word
of kindness to me!"
"What mean you, son of Varro?" the other demanded.
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