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, a handsome, strongly-built man of five-and-twenty, with light curly hair, and fully armed, enters by the avenue on the left.

[Rushing up to him.] Gallus!

What now? [Points to .] Who is that man?

Agathon.

What Agathon? You have so many strange companionsAh, by heaven, it is the Cappadocian! You have grown quite a man

Do you know, Gallus—the Emperor has asked for you.

[Anxiously.] Just now? To-night?

Yes, yes; he wanted to speak with you. He seemed greatly angered.

How know you that? What did he say?

I did not understand it. He asked what some oracle had answered.