‘As soon as you wish. Fabricius has left Rome, and should be in Surrentum ere now, with those who can give testimony.’
‘And does that testimony still incriminate the worthy nephew?’
‘It does.’
‘Ah!’ said Tiberius, with grim irony, ‘I am more and more interested. I will send for the aged Fabricius and his friends, and administer this matter myself. Where in the town is the old man to be found?’
‘He is to be found, or to be heard of, at the villa of his friend Asinius, whom he proposed to visit.’
‘I foresee an interesting scene—no time must be lost,’ said Tiberius, turning to the door.
‘And my betrothed, Caesar—is she well?’ said the lover.
‘For aught I know—they had my orders to tend her well. They would scarcely disobey.’