Rome -- History -- Republic, 265-30 B.C. -- Fiction
And as he finished speaking, he turned aside with a haughty gesture of
farewell; and wrapping his toga closely about his tall person, stalked
away slowly in the direction neither of the capitol nor of the consul’s
house; turning his head neither to the right hand nor to the left; and
taking no more notice of the person to whom he had been speaking, than if
he had not known him to be there, and gazing toward him half-bewildered in
anxiety and wonder!
"Wonderful! by the Gods!" he said at last. "Truly he is a wonderful man,
and wise withal! I fain would know if all that be true, which they say of
him—his bitterness, his impiety, his blood-thirstiness! By Hercules! he
speaks well! and it is _true_ likewise. Yea! true it is, that we,
patricians, and free, as we style ourselves, may not speak any thing, or
act, against our order; no! nor indulge our private pleasures, for fear of
the proud censors! Is this, then, freedom? True, we are lords abroad; our
fleets, our hosts, everywhere victorious; and not one land, wherein the
eagle has unfurled her pinion, but bows before the majesty of Rome—but
yet—is it, is it, indeed, true, that we are but slaves, sovereign slaves,
at home?"
The whole tenor of the young man’s thoughts was altered by the few words,
let fall for that very purpose by the arch traitor. Ever espying whom he
might attach to his party by operating on his passions, his prejudices,
his weakness, or his pride; a most sagacious judge of human nature,
reading the character of every man as it were in a written book, Cataline
had long before remarked young Arvina. He had noted several points of his
mental constitution, which he considered liable to receive such
impressions as he would—his proneness to defer to the thoughts of others,
his want of energetic resolution, and not least his generous indignation
against every thing that savored of cruelty or oppression. He had resolved
to operate on these, whenever he might find occasion; and should he meet
success in his first efforts, to stimulate his passions, minister to his
voluptuous pleasures, corrupt his heart, and make him in the end, body and
soul, his own.
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