There are the rents and profits of your great estates for three years; the proceeds of the sale of slaves and certain properties, together with the large outstanding amount that was due to my late master, the Lord Caius, which I have at length collected.

Oh! at least you will not lack for money." "There are other things that I could spare less readily," said Marcus, with a sigh; "still, it may be needed.

Now tie up those horses by the fountain, and give us food, what you have, for we have ridden these thirty hours without rest.

Afterwards you can talk." It was mid-day.

Marcus, bathed, anointed, and clad in the robes of his order, was standing in one of the splendid apartments of his marble house, looking through an opening in the shutters at the passing of the Triumph.