“Callista said: He has been there before me, and He will come to me there.
“Martianus, the procurator, said: The jailer will see to that. Let her be brought up to-morrow.
“On the day following, Martianus, the procurator, sitting at the tribunal, called up Callista. He said: Honour our lord, and sacrifice to the gods.
“Callista said: Let me alone; I am content with my One and only Lord.
“Martianus, the procurator, said: What? did he come to you in prison, as you hoped?
“Callista said: He came to me amid much pain; and the pain was pleasant, for He came in it.
“Martianus, the procurator, said: You have got worn and yellow, and he will leave you.
“Callista said: He loves me the more, for I am beautiful when I am black.
“Martianus, the procurator, said: Throw her into the Tullianum; perhaps she will find her god there also.
“Then the procurator entered into the Secretary, and drew the veil; and dictated the sentence for the tabella. Then he came out, and the præco read it:—Callista, a senseless and reprobate woman, is hereby sentenced to be thrown into the Tullianum; then to be stretched on the equuleus; then to be placed on a slow fire; lastly, to be beheaded, and left to the dogs and birds.