"That is what it means then!"
"What?"
"Sabina and you—"
"Not on that account only; she is hard and sharp to others, but to me she has shown nothing but kindness, ever since I was a boy."
"She hates me."
"Patience, Lucilla; patience! The day is coming when the daughter of Nigrinus, the wife of Caesar, and the former Empress—but I will not finish. I am, as you know, warmly attached to Sabina, and sincerely wish the Emperor a long life."
"And he will adopt."
"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."