'I heard old Allo behind me mutter: "Good child!"
'"Then what do you recommend," said Maximus, "to keep the North quiet till I win Gaul?"
'"Leave the Picts alone," I said. "Stop the heather-burning at once, and—they are improvident little animals—send them a shipload or two of corn now and then."
'"Their own men must distribute it—not some cheating Greek accountant," said Pertinax.
'"Yes, and allow them to come to our hospitals when they are sick," I said.
'"Surely they would die first," said Maximus.
'"Not if Parnesius brought them in," said Allo. "I could show you twenty wolf-bitten, bear-clawed Picts within twenty miles of here. But Parnesius must stay with them in hospital, else they would go mad with fear."
'"I see," said Maximus. "Like everything else in the world, it is one man's work. You, I think, are that one man."
'"Pertinax and I are one," I said.
'"As you please, so long as you work. Now, Allo, you know that I mean your people no harm. Leave us to talk together," said Maximus.