ould disgust a man of his temper。〃
〃I do not know。 I have not your self…command； Lucius。 I hate such conspirators。 What is the use of them？ We must have blood blood； hacking and tearing workbloody work！〃
〃Do not grind your teeth； my dear Caius； and lay down the carving…knife。 By Hercules； you have cut up all the stuffing of the couch。〃
〃No matter； we shall have couches enough soon；and down to stuff them with；and purple to cover them；and pretty women to loll on them；unless this fool； and such as he； spoil our plans。 I had something else to say。 The essenced fop wishes to seduce Zoe from me。〃
〃Impossible！ You misconstrue the ordinary gallantries which he is in the habit of paying to every handsome face。〃
〃Curse on his ordinary gallantries； and his verses； and his compliments； and his sprigs of myrtle！ If Caesar should dareby Hercules； I will tear him to pieces in the middle of the Forum。〃
〃Trust his destruction to me。 We must use his talents and influencethrust him upon every dangermake him our instrument while we are contendingour peace…offering to the Senate if we failour first victim if we succeed。〃
〃Hark！ what noise was that？〃
〃Somebody in the terrace lend me your dagger。〃
Catiline rushed to the window。 Zoe was standing in the shade。 He stepped out。 She darted into the roompassed like a flash of lightning by the startled Cethegusflew down the stairsthrough the courtthrough the vestibulethrough the street。 Steps； voices； lights； came fast and confusedly behind her； but with the speed of love and terror she gained upon her pursuers。 She fled through the wilderness of unknown and dusky streets； till she found herself； breathless and exhausted； in the midst of a crowd of gallants； who； with chaplets on their heads and torches in their hands； were reeling from the portico of a stately mansion。
The foremost of the throng was a youth whose slender figure and beautiful countenance seemed hardly consistent with his sex。 But the feminine delicacy of his features rendered more frightful the mingled sensuality and ferocity of their expression。 The libertine audacity of his stare； and the grotesque foppery of his apparel； seemed to indicate at least a partial insanity。 Flinging one arm round Zoe； and tearing away her veil with the other； he disclosed to the gaze of his thronging companions the regular features and large dark eyes which characterise Athenian beauty。
〃Clodius has all the luck to…night；〃 cried Ligarius。
〃Not so； by Hercules；〃 said Marcus Coelius； 〃the girl is fairly our common prize： we will fling dice for her。 The Venus （Venus was the Roman term for the highest throw of the dice。） throw； as it ought to do； shall decide。〃
〃Let me golet me go； for Heaven's sake；〃 cried Zoe； struggling with Clodius。
〃What a charming Greek accent she has！ Come into the house； my little Athenian nightingale。〃
〃Oh！ what will become of me？ If you have mothersif you have sisters〃
〃Clodius has a sister；〃 muttered Ligarius； 〃or he is much belied。〃
〃By Heaven； she is weeping；〃 said Clodius。
〃If she were not evidently a Greek；〃 said Coelius； 〃I should take her for a vestal virgin。〃
〃And if she were a vestal virgin；〃 cried Clodius fiercely； 〃it should not deter me。 This way；no strugglingno screaming。〃
〃Struggling！ screaming！〃 exclaimed a gay and commanding voice； 〃You are making very ungentle love； Clodius。〃
The whole party started。 Caesar had mingled with them unperceived。
The sound of his voice thrilled through the very heart of Zoe。 With a convulsive effort she burst from the grasp of her insolent admirer； flung herself at the feet of Caesar； and clasped his knees。 The moon shone full on her agitated and imploring face： her lips moved； but she uttered no sound。 He gazed at her for an instantraised herclasped her to his bosom。 〃Fear nothing； my sweet Zoe。〃 Then； with folded arms； and a smile of placid defiance； he placed himself between her and Clodius。
Clodius staggered forward； flushed with wine and rage； and uttering alternately a curse and a hiccup。
〃By Pollux； this passes a jest。 Caesar； how dare you insult me thus？〃
〃A jest！ I am as serious as a Jew on the Sabbath。 Insult you； for such a pair of eyes I would insult the whole consular bench； or I should be as insensible as King Psammis's mummy。〃
〃Good Gods； Caesar！〃 said Marcus Coelius； interposing； 〃you cannot think it worth while to get into a brawl for a little Greek girl！〃
〃Why not？ The Greek girls have used me as well as those of Rome。 Besides； the whole reputation of my gallantry is at stake。 Give up such a lovely woman to that drunken boy！ My character would be gone for ever。 No more perfumed tablets； full of vows and raptures。 No more toying with fingers at the circus。 No more evening walks along the Tiber。 No more hiding in chests or jumping from windows。 I； the favoured suitor of half the white stoles in Rome； could never again aspire above a freed…woman。 You a man of gallantry； and think of such a thing！ For shame； my dear Coelius！ Do not let Clodia hear of it。〃
While Caesar spoke he had been engaged in keeping Clodius at arm's…length。 The rage of the frantic libertine increased as the struggle continued。 〃Stand back； as you value your life；〃 he cried； 〃I will pass。〃
〃Not this way； sweet Clodius。 I have too much regard for you to suffer you to make love at such disadvantage。 You smell too much of Falernian at present。 Would you stifle your mistress？ By Hercules； you are fit to kiss nobody now； except old Piso； when he is tumbling home in the morning from the vintners。〃
Clodius plunged his hand into his bosom and drew a little dagger； the faithful companion of many desperate adventures。
〃Oh； Gods！ he will be murdered！〃 cried Zoe。
The whole throng of revellers was in agitation。 The street fluctuated with torches and lifted hands。 It was but for a moment。 Caesar watched with a steady eye the descending hand of Clodius； arrested the blow； seized his antagonist by the throat； and flung him against one of the pillars of the portico with such violence； that he rolled； stunned and senseless； on the ground。
〃He is killed；〃 cried several voices。
〃Fair self…defence； by Hercules！〃 said Marcus Coelius。 〃Bear witness； you all saw him draw his dagger。〃
He is not deadhe breathes；〃 said Ligarius。 〃 Carry him into the house； he is dreadfully bruised。〃
The rest of the party retired with Clodius。 Coelius turned to Caesar。
〃By all the Gods； Caius！ you have won your lady fairly。 A splendid victory！ You deserve a triumph。〃
〃What a madman Clodius has become！〃
〃Intolerable。 But come and sup with me on the Nones。 You have no objection to meet the Consul？〃
Cicero？ None at all。 We need not talk politics。 Our old dispute about Plato and Epicurus will furnish us with plenty of conversation。 So reckon upon me； my dear Marcus； and farewell。〃
Caesar and Zoe turned away。 As soon as they were beyond hearing； she began in great agitation：
〃Caesar； you are in danger。 I know all。 I overheard Catiline and Cethegus。 You are engaged in a project which must lead to certain destruction。〃
〃My beautiful Zoe； I live only for glory and pleasure。 For these I have never hesitated to hazard an existence which they alone render valuable to me。 In the present case； I can assure you that our scheme presents the fairest hopes of success。〃
〃So much the worse。 You do not knowyou do not understand me。 I speak not of open peril； but of secret treachery。 Catiline hates you；Cethegus hates you；your destruction is resolved。 If you survive the contest； you perish in the first hour of victory。 They detest you for your moderation； they are eager for blood and plunder。 I have risked my life to bring you this warning； but that is of little moment。 Farewell！Be happy。〃
Caesar stopped her。 〃Do you fly from my thanks； dear Zoe？〃
〃I wish not for your thanks； but for your safety；I desire not to defraud Valeria or Servilia of one caress； extorted from gratitude or pity。 Be my feelings what they may； I have learnt in a fearful school to endure and to suppress them。 I have been taught to abase a proud spirit to the claps and hisses of the vulgar；to smile on suitors who united the insults of a despicable pride to the endearments of a loathsome fondness； to affect sprightliness with an aching head； and eyes from which tears were ready to gush；to feign love with curses on my lips； and madness in my brain。 Who feels for me any esteem；any tenderness？ Who will shed a tear over the nameless grave which will soon shelter from cruelty and scorn the broken heart of the poor Athenian girl？ But you； who alone have addressed her in her degradation with a voice of kindness and respect； farewell。 Sometimes think of me；not with sorrow；no； I could bear your ingratitude； but not your distress。 Yet； if it will not pain you too much； in distant days； when your lofty hopes and destinies are accomplished；on the evening of some mighty victory； in the chariot of some magnificent triumph；think on one who loved you with that exceeding love which only the miserable can feel。 Think that； wherever her exhausted frame may have sunk beneath the sensibilities of a tortured spirit；in whatever hovel or whatever vault she may have closed her eyes；whatever strange scenes of horror and pollution may have surrounded her dying bed； your shape was the last that swam before her sight your voice the last sound that was ringing in her ears。 Yet turn your face to me； Caesar。 Let me carry away one last look of those features； and then 〃He turned round。 He looked at her。 He hid his face on her bosom； and burst into tears。 With sobs long and loud； and convulsive as those of a terrified child； he poured forth on her bosom the tribute of impetuous and uncontrollable emotion。 He raised his head； but he in vain struggled to restore composure to the brow which had confronted the frown of Sylla； and the lips which had rivalled the eloquence of Cicero。 He several times attempted to speak； but in vain； and his voice still faltered with tenderness； when； after a pause of several minutes； he thus addressed her：
〃My own dear Zoe； your love has been bestowed on one who； if he cannot merit； can at least appreciate