The little library was screened off from the cella by a curtain, and while I was hunting through the manuscripts I heard a woman's voice." "It spoke for some other Bassianus, Antoninus, Tarautus, or whatever they choose to call me," Caesar broke in.
"Nay, my lord, not so.

She prayed for you, the son of Severus.

I spoke to her afterwards.

She had seen you yesterday morning, and fancied she had noted how great and severe your sufferings were.

This had gone to her heart.