But their hopes were high, and scarce could they repine at the necessity of parting so soon.

Already in a letter, Basil had spoken of the king's promise; he now repeated it, whilst Veranilda flushed with happiness.
'And you remain before Rome ?' she asked.
'Alas, no! I am sent to Ravenna, to spy out the strength of Belisarius.' But Rome was besieged, and so hateful had Bessas made himself to the Roman people that it could not be long ere some plot among them delivered the city.
'Then,' cried Basil exultantly, 'I shall ask my reward.'.