"What about the picture?" asked Keraunus.
"Till the light is brought let us talk of something else," said Gabinius.
"Then take a seat on the couch," said Keraunus. "You will be doing me a pleasure and perhaps yourself as well."
As soon as the two men were seated on the divan, Gabinius began:
"Those little things which we have collected with particular liking, we do not readily part with—that I know by long experience. Many a man who has come into some property after he has sold all his little antiquities has offered me ten times the price I have paid him to get them back again, generally in vain, unfortunately. Now, what is true of others is true of you, and if you had not been in immediate need of money you would hardly have offered me these things."
"I must entreat you," began the steward, but the dealer interrupted him, saying:
"Even the richest are sometimes in want of ready money; no one knows that better than I, for I—I must confess—have large means at my command. Just at present it would be particularly easy for me to free you from all embarrassment."
"There stands my Apelles," exclaimed the steward. "It is yours if you make a bid that suits me."
"The light—here comes the light!" exclaimed Gabinius, taking from the slave's hand the three-branched lamp which Selene had hastily supplied with a fresh wick, and he placed it, while he murmured to Keraunus, "By your leave," down on the centre of the mosaic. The steward looked at the man on his left hand, with puzzled inquiry, but Gabinius heeded him not but went down on his knees again, felt the mosaic over with his hand, and devoured the picture of the marriage of Peleus with his eyes.
"Have you lost anything?" asked Keraunus.