"Hush!—he is thinking of it, and his wife wishes It."
"Is it likely to happen soon?"
"Who can tell at this moment what Caesar may decide on in the very next hour. But probably his decision may be made on the thirtieth of December."
"Your birthday."
"He asked what day it was, and he is certainly casting my horoscope, for the night when my mother bore me—"
"The stars then are to seal our fate?"
"Not they alone. Hadrian must also be inclined to read them in my favor."
"How can I be of use to you?"
"Show yourself what you really are in your intercourse with the Emperor"
"I thank you for those words—and I beg you do not provoke me any more.
If it might yet be something more than a mere post of honor to be the
wife of Verus, I would not ask for the new dignity of becoming wife to
Caesar."