‘Good; it is important. Now, by way of commencement, tell me the names of these women.’
‘I swear by all the gods in heaven, Zeno, I do not know. They came and ate a slight supper, such as we were able to put before them,—for we knew no more than the dead that we were to have any visitors,—and then they retired, and we have not seen them since. It is the truth, as I stand here!’
‘Well, and what of their appearance? are they young?’
‘Young, Zeno, and the mistress as beautiful as the sun.’
‘Ah!’ said Zeno, nodding, whilst a smile spread over his handsome face; ‘I think there will nothing very serious spring out of this matter, although a ten years’ war did once arise on account of a woman. But, nevertheless, be vigilant.’
‘I will be all ears and eyes.’
‘And secret—do not ask impertinent questions, or you will spoil all.’
‘Not one, noble Zeno.’
‘Consider your next amphorae of wine as sold and delivered, at a point above the best price in Capreae.’
‘Generous Zeno!’ said Tucca, bending low.