"What! do you understand Greek too, Lucia?"
"How else should I have sung Anacreon, and learned the Lesbian arts of Sappho? But we have strayed wide of our subject, and time presses. Will you denounce, me, Catiline?"
"Not I! I will perish sooner."
"You will do so, and all Rome with you."
"Prove that to me, and——But it is impossible."
"Prove that to you, will you denounce him?"
"I will save Rome!"
"Will you denounce him?"
"If otherwise, I may preserve my country, no."
"Otherwise, you cannot. Speak! will you?"