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As the pageant moved its length slowly to the Colosseum the crowd found
other things to hold their interest. There were the Bagego captives
chained neck to neck and stalwart gladiators resplendent in new armor.
White men and brown men were numbered among these and many black
warriors from the outer villages.
To the number of two hundred they marched--captives, condemned
criminals, and professional gladiators--but before them and behind them
and on either side marched veteran legionaries whose presence spoke in
no uncertain terms of the respect in which Caesar held the potential
power of these bitter, savage fighting men.
There were floats depicting historic events in the history of Castra
Sanguinarius and ancient Rome. There were litters bearing the high
officers of the court and the senators of the city, while bringing up
the rear were the captured flocks and herds of the Bagegos.
That Sublatus failed to exhibit Maximus Praeclarus in his Triumph
evidenced the popularity of this noble young Roman, but Dilecta,
watching the procession from the roof of her father's house, was filled
with anxiety when she noted the absence of her lover, for she knew that
sometimes men who entered the dungeons of Caesar were never heard of
more--but there was none who could tell her whether Maximus Praeclarus
lived or not, and so with her mother she made her way to the Colosseum
to witness the opening of the games. Her heart was heavy lest she
should see Maximus Praeclarus entered there, and his blood upon the
white sand, yet, also, she feared that she might not see him and thus
be faced by the almost definite assurance that he had been secretly
done to death by the agents of Fastus.
A great multitude had gathered in the Colosseum to witness the entry
of Caesar and the pageant of his triumph, and the majority of these
remained in their seats for the opening of the games, which commenced
early in the afternoon. It was not until then that the sections
reserved for the patricians began to fill.
The loge reserved for Dion Splendidus, the senator, was close to that
of Caesar. It afforded an excellent view of the arena and with cushions
and rugs was so furnished as to afford the maximum comfort to those who
occupied it.
Never had a Caesar essayed so pretentious a fête; entertainment of
the rarest description was vouchsafed each lucky spectator, yet never
before in her life had Dilecta loathed and dreaded any occurrence as
she now loathed and dreaded the games that were about to open.
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