Casca followed the pair at a little distance, till he was beyond the shouts of the crowd which was thronging the entrances to the Circus.
Then he laid his hand on Ebba’s arm. She started, and turned round—
“Is it possible!” she exclaimed; “but do not speak to me, dear master.”
“Speak! yes, I must speak, and learn whence you came, and who has brought you hither.”
“Nay, not here, not here; it is dangerous for you and me here.”
“Come on, my daughter,” moaned old Ezra, “come on, nor delay, for this is no place for us. Young man, what is your business?”
“I will come, father,” said Anna, “I will come. I would you had heeded me, and never come near the race.”
“Ah, but I furnished the harness—the gold—for the chariot of Cassianus, and now”——
“Hush, I pray you, father,” Anna whispered. “We are watched.” Then turning to Casca, she said—
“To-morrow, at dawn, near the fountain of Egeria, that is near to the temple of Vesta, to-morrow.”