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Talbot Mundy The Dancing Girl of Gades — Chapter 15 (1925)

Horatius Verres reentered the room, handsome, smiling, splendid in a Roman tunic with a broad blue border, and stood close to Tros again, glancing at the drawn sword with a humorous expression.
Balbus' brain was wavering between surrender to the fumes of wine and a sort of half hysterical recovery. Tros' mind was on Orwic and his men, but he could not fight his way past Cæsar's legionaries. Cæsar fascinated him. The man's cool self-command, his manners, daring and superb contempt for any genius less comprehensive than his own stirred grudging admiration.
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Talbot Mundy The Dancing Girl of Gades — Chapter 15 (1925)

Chloe stepped straight up to Cæsar and knelt smiling up at him with all the charm she could contrive.
"Imperator," she said, "I am Chloe, who danced for you in Gaul—she whom Horatius Verres trusted."
Horatius Verres stepped out from behind the ranks of legionaries and stood between Tros and Cæsar, watching with a quiet smile on his handsome face. He was dressed as a slave in a drab-colored tunic of coarse cloth.
"Tut-tut!" said Cæsar. "Go and clothe yourself!"
Horatius Verres made a humorous, helpless gesture. Balbus' steward touched him from behind and beckoned.
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Talbot Mundy The Dancing Girl of Gades — Chapter 15 (1925)

You might even have succeeded and the world would have been the worse for it. So the world owes you a reward, Tros."
"Reward my men!" Tros answered. The Eskauldenak were growing noisier every minute and Orwic's voice was hoarse from trying to restrain them.
"Balbus shall pay them handsomely," said Cæsar. "They have saved his life. The world is richer for our noble Balbus, although he personally will be poorer for a long time! Yes, Tros, I will accept your gift of pearls for the breastplate of the Venus Genetrix, be it understood—a very amiable goddess, my immortal ancestress."
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