Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
"Here," said Validus, selecting one of the rolls, "is the story of
Sanguinarius and the history of our country up to the founding of
Castrum Mare. Take it with you and read it at your leisure, for while
you shall remain with Septimus Favonius, whom with Mallius Lepus I
shall hold responsible for you, every day you shall come to the palace
and I shall dictate to you the history of my reign. Go, now, with
Septimus Favonius and at this hour tomorrow attend again upon Caesar."
When they were outside the palace of Validus Augustus, von Harben
turned to Mallius Lepus. "It is a question whether I am prisoner or
guest," he said, with a rueful smile.
"Perhaps you are both," said Mallius Lepus, "but that you are even
partially a guest is fortunate for you. Validus Augustus is vain,
arrogant, and cruel. He is also suspicious, for he knows that he is not
popular, and Fulvus Fupus had evidently almost succeeded in bringing
your doom upon you and ruin to Favonius and myself before we arrived.
What strange whim altered the mind of Caesar I do not know, but it is
fortunate for you that it was altered; fortunate, too, for Septimus
Favonius and Mallius Lepus."
"But it will take years to write the history of Rome," said von Harben.
"And if you refuse to write it you will be dead many more years than it
would take to accomplish the task," retorted Mallius Lepus, with a grin.
"Castrum Mare is not an unpleasant place in which to live," said
Septimus Favonius.
"Perhaps you are right," said von Harben, as the face of the daughter
of Favonius presented itself to his mind.
Returned to the home of his host, the instinct of the archaeologist and
the scholar urged von Harben to an early perusal of the ancient papyrus
roll that Caesar had loaned him, so that no sooner was he in the
apartments that had been set aside for him than he stretched himself
upon a long sofa and untied the cords that confined the roll.
As it unrolled before his eyes he saw a manuscript in ancient Latin,
marred by changes and erasures, yellowed by age. It was quite unlike
anything that had previously fallen into his hands during his scholarly
investigations into the history and literature of ancient Rome. For
whereas such other original ancient manuscripts as he had had the good
fortune to examine had been the work of clerks or scholars, a moment's
glance at this marked it as the laborious effort of a soldier unskilled
in literary pursuits.
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