THE MAP
“This is exactly, O tribune, as I had it from Gratus. See, there is cell number V.,” said Gesius.
“I see,” the tribune replied. “Go on now. The cell was leprous, he said.”
“I would like to ask you a question,” remarked the keeper, modestly.
The tribune assented.
“Had I not a right, under the circumstances, to believe the map a true one?”
“What else couldst thou?”
“Well, it is not a true one.”
The chief looked up surprised.