John Henry Newman,
Callista : a Tale of the Third Century
“ Jucundus thought he now had him in his hand. “Why, it’s plain,” he answered, “what can be done. She’s no Christian, we both agree. It’s certain, too, that she chooses to say she is, or something like it. There’s just one person who has influence with her, to make her tell the truth.” “Ha!” cried Agellius, starting as if an asp had bitten him. Jucundus kept silence, and let the poison of the said asp work awhile in his nephew’s blood. ”
