There meet him, as he comes, and let him fall quickly from his height of greatness, and chain him, hand and foot, and bring him hence.

You may go now." Vergilius bowed and left the home of Herod.

As he went away he fell to thinking of that girdle's end in his bosom.

Although it was past the middle hour of night, he hastened to the palace of Manius.

The assessor, distraught and pale, started as he met him, and Vergilius saw at once that an end of the other's girdle had been cut away.