Silanus
I think not.... It is not his walk.... I believe rather that it is....
Appius
There he is, in the plane-tree avenue!
Silanus
He is coming straight in our direction....
Verus
He is even taking the shortest way. He is coming up the steps under the boxwood arbour.... He seems at home.... Fortunately, the slaves are running from every side to bar his entrance to the vestibule....
Mary Magdalene
Hush, I entreat you!...