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This was my brother, the youngest, Lucius, the one I despised. It had to be him. And behold the sly manner in which he fled from notice into the shadows.

No, I must be off now, I said. Desperately I thought, what I shall I do for a torchbearer? Dare I ask these youths to see me home'? I could see their slaves waiting about, some already lighting their torches or lanterns.

The Priest at the Temple begs for you to come back, Madam. He needs to talk with you. He did not mean for you to leave without talking.

I glared at the distant figure of Lucius, who now slouched at the end of the portico in front of doors closed for the night. His very posture was furtive and cowardly.

I felt a shudder. It is I who summoned you. Who spoke those words? Beware, for you would be stolen from me now and I will not have it.

Think, Pandora. This sweet little invitation is some keen test of the degree of my daring and freedom. And I should not go to a common tavern with the boys But within moments I would be alone.

Think, Pandora. This sweet little invitation is some keen test of the degree of my daring and freedom. And I should not go to a common tavern with the boys But within moments I would be alone.

I received the boys' chaste kisses and confirmed our feast.

I glared at the distant figure of Lucius, who now slouched at the end of the portico in front of doors closed for the night. His very posture was furtive and cowardly.

Then to my silent astonishment I saw a man, his head covered by his toga, watching me. I knew him immediately, by his forehead and his eyes. I recognized his walk now as he moved steadily away.

Singing came from the Temple of Isis.

Meantime, the boys were begging me to go to the nearby wine garden with them, a lovely place. They were fighting over who would pay for my supper there.

But something had changed. It was as quick as the opening of one's eyes. Ah, painted eyes, no.

This is madness, I muttered, waving goodnight to those who left in pairs or trios. I forced smiles and kind words.

Singing came from the Temple of Isis.

I glared at the distant figure of Lucius, who now slouched at the end of the portico in front of doors closed for the night. His very posture was furtive and cowardly.

I feared I knew.

But this was dim to me. I tried to listen. My eyes roved. Whence came that voice Who summoned me and who would attempt the theft?

This is madness, I muttered, waving goodnight to those who left in pairs or trios. I forced smiles and kind words.

Meantime, the boys were begging me to go to the nearby wine garden with them, a lovely place. They were fighting over who would pay for my supper there.

Quite suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I brushed it off immediately, wishing to lay down limits to such familiarity, and then I realized a man was whispering in my ear:

It was I who summoned you. Beware... for me and my purpose

The Priest at the Temple begs for you to come back, Madam. He needs to talk with you. He did not mean for you to leave without talking.

The Priest at the Temple begs for you to come back, Madam. He needs to talk with you. He did not mean for you to leave without talking.

It was getting dusk. I sighed. Look. The rising stars of the tinted evening that precedes blackness.

I turned to see a Priest there beside me, in full Egyptian headdress and impeccable white linen and wearing a medallion of the goddess around his neck.

This was my brother, the youngest, Lucius, the one I despised. It had to be him. And behold the sly manner in which he fled from notice into the shadows.

Singing came from the Temple of Isis.

I felt a shudder. It is I who summoned you. Who spoke those words? Beware, for you would be stolen from me now and I will not have it.

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