“Speak, my child; tell me everything. But, no; for the present leave me. You are agitated, and time presses. We will talk it all over--this very evening.--Just now I have not leisure--I belong to my country. Meanwhile I must ask you one thing: do not be too abrupt with Sextus Furius. Promise me that, dear Claudia.” “With all my heart.” She kissed her father eagerly and left the room. “No,” said the priest half-aloud, “she must not and shall not be unhappy. I never before saw her like this; that anguish came from the bottom of her heart. I know her; I understand her! The dignity of my name! Yes, it is dear to me, and sacred as a gift bestowed by the gods--but at that price! Never. My heart swelled as she clung to me, crying in my arms. And yet what a joy to me, in spite of sorrow! Ah, my children! how you have grown to be part of my very soul! Every life-throb of my heart is doubled by your lives! I thank Thee, all-merciful giver, for so precious a blessing--every cloud of incense, that rises from thine altar, wafts up my fervent thanks to thy throne!” For a few minutes he stood absorbed in thought; then he called his slaves to dress him. A quarter of an hour later Titus Claudius was at the temple of Jupiter Capitolinus, where the Senate was to sit. Almost all the Fathers had met on this occasion. Here sat Nerva, a noble and reverend figure, mild, but majestic as Jove; there, bending over his rolled book and writing tablets, sat Cornelius Cinna, the chief opponent of the proposed law; there again sat Sextus Furius, shy and hesitating, but in earnest discussion with his neighbor, evidently endeavoring to display a feverish anxiety that the new decree should be passed. On every side were snow-white togas, grave and dignified faces, a strangely-excited air of suspense. The scribes--the writers of protocols--sat at tables prepared to write, while at the entrances stood the lictors[25] with their axes and fasces. The presiding magistrate--on this occasion a praetor, no doubt because the consul, Titus Flavius Clemens, was suspected of secretly favoring the Nazarenes, or even of having joined the sect--pronounced the sitting opened.[26] He briefly set forth the occasion of the present meeting, and explained to the assembled worthies the main features of the edict, as drawn up by Titus Claudius. When these preliminary statements--known as the _relatio_,[27] had been got through, the collecting of votes began with the usual formula addressed to each senator: "_Quid censes?_"--“What thinkest thou?” As almost every member present declared his assent without hesitation, and some with servile cordiality, in hardly more than a quarter of an hour it came to Cinna’s turn to express his opinion.