He had had many a love intrigue, and made such matters a sort of recreation to the real business of life.

Why Drusus--who certainly had very fair worldly prospects before him--should not console himself for one unsuccessful passage of arms with Cupid, by straightway engaging in another, he could not see.

He plainly intimated to his friend that there were a great many women, almost if not quite as good looking as Cornelia, who would survey him with friendly eyes if he made but a few advances.

And Drusus, wounded and stung, was thrown back on himself; and within himself he found very little comfort.
Although he believed himself safe at last from the wiles of Ahenobarbus and his Greek coadjutors, there was still a great dread which would steal over Drusus lest at any moment a stroke might fall.
Those were days when children murdered parents, wives husbands, for whim or passion, and very little came to punish their guilt.

The scramble for money was universal.