"Death, according to the law," said Scævola.
"And his estates," added Albinus, "are lawfully forfeited, partly to the fiscus, partly to his accusers."
"And may his soul be recommended to the mercy of God!" concluded the Bishop of Rome.
"Where is the accused?" asked Belisarius.
"He intended to come to you; but I fear that his bad conscience will prevent him from fulfilling his intention."
"You err. Bishop of Rome," said Belisarius; "he is already here."
At these words a curtain in the background of the tent dropped, and before his astonished accusers stood Cethegus the Prefect.
They could not conceal their surprise. With a look of contempt, Cethegus silently advanced until he stood at Belisarius's right hand.
"Cethegus sought me earlier than you," said the commander-in-chief, after a pause, "and he has been beforehand with you also--in accusations. You stand before me gravely accused, Silverius. Defend yourself before you attack others."
"I defend myself!" cried the Pope. "Who can be accuser or judge of the successor of St. Peter?"