Neæra: A Tale of Ancient RomeGraham, John W. (John William), active 1886-1887
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Neæra: A Tale of Ancient Rome
Graham, John W. (John William), active 1886-1887
Rome -- History -- Empire, 30 B.C.-476 A.D. -- Fiction
But the sensations caused by such a prospect are rather for the breast of
the stranger of a northern clime than for our Roman Afer, for whom life‐
long familiarity with the scenes described had blunted his appreciation of
their beauty. Although his glance appeared to be earnestly fixed upon the
opposing shore across the strait, his eyes retained that far‐away
expression which is produced by absorbing thought. There was sufficient
within the narrow limits of the island at his back to occupy his thoughts,
as it did those of the whole political world. For, in the palaces which
gleamed on the summits of the hills or amid the groves of that insular
retreat, were the persons of the despot himself, whose touch ruled the
world; of the all‐powerful, ambitious Prefect, who, as it was darkly
hinted, ruled his master—as well as others of blood royal, whose youth and
close affinity with Caesar rendered them the objects of a too jealous
care.
But to these the mind of the knight did not at present pay any heed. His
thoughts were running back to the villa on the Janiculum overlooking Rome,
and were recalling the circumstances recorded in a previous chapter. The
strong interest displayed by his uncle in the young Centurion gave him
many a moment of uneasy mistrust. Not willing to allow the smallest
communication to pass unobserved, if his jealous watchfulness could avoid
it, he had stolen after the new‐made friends towards the porch, and had
there overheard the parting words of the aged host to his guest: ‘I shall
await your return in impatience, for I long to make a son of you.’ They
rang in his ears with discomforting freshness, and his face grew darker
the more he pondered on them. They had been made in a generous impulse of
courtesy and gratitude, he argued. It was absurd to take them literally,
even though the meddlesome Pretorian had proved to be the son of an old
playmate. Thus the knight proceeded, as he had often done before, in
trying to soothe himself; but the logic of his arguments failed to
entirely satisfy his apprehensive nature.
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