I am cured of a long folly.

And for you consolation will not be slow in coming.

Who knows but you may throw your spell upon Totila himself.' 'You know not what you say,' replied Veranilda; not, as when she used the words before, in accents quivering from a stricken heart, but with sorrowful dignity and self-command.

'Is it Basil who speaks thus?
Were it only the wrong done me that I had to bear, I could keep silence, waiting until God restored your justice and your gentleness.

But, though in nothing blameworthy, I am the cause of what has come about; for had I not entered that room when I did, you would not have struck the fatal blow.