Some days ago the Pearl-Maiden departed to Tyre in charge of the captain, Gallus, on her way to Rome.

Perhaps you would wish to follow and sell her your onions there." "Perhaps I should," answered Caleb.

"When you Romans have gone this seems likely to become a bad country for gardeners, since owls and jackals do not buy fruit, and you will leave no other living thing behind you." "True," answered the cook.

"Caesar knows how to handle a broom and he has made a very clean sweep," and he pointed complacently to the heaped-up ruins of the Temple before them.

"But how much for the whole basket full ?" "Take them, friend," said Caleb, "and sell them to your mess for the best price that you can get.