"And yet--!" He groaned again, and then confessed that only yesterday he had in the same way been tortured with pain.
"The attack came on in the morning, as you know," he went on, "and when it was past I went down into the court of sacrifice; my feet would scarcely carry me.

Curiosity--and they were waiting for me; and some great sign might be shown! Besides, some excitement helps me through this torment.

But there was nothing--nothing! Heart, lungs, liver, all in their right place .-- And then, Galenus--What I like is bad for me, what I loathe is wholesome.

And again and again the same foolish question, 'Do you wish to escape an early death ?' And all with an air as though Death were a slave at his command--He can, no doubt, do more than others, and has preserved his own life I know not how long.

Well, and it is his duty to prolong mine.
"I am Caesar.