“I must see her.”
“Who? Lygia?”
“Lygia.”
“Dost thou know where she is?”
“No.”
“Then thou wilt begin anew to search for her in old cemeteries and beyond the Tiber?”
“I know not, but I must see her.”
“Well, though she is a Christian, it may turn out that she has more judgment than thou; and it will certainly, unless she wishes thy ruin.”
Vinicius shrugged his shoulders. “She saved me from the hands of Ursus.”
“Then hurry, for Bronzebeard will not postpone his departure. Sentences of death may be issued in Antium also.”