As the litter approached the Forum, the crowd again coagulated and at last remained completely stationary. Again the street was blocked.
Eboracus went forward and forced his way through, that he might ascertain the cause, and whether the block was temporary and would speedily cease. He came back in great agitation, and said hastily to his mistress:—
“Lady, you cannot proceed. Suffer me to recommend that you go to the Carinæ and tarry there—with your lady mother for a while, till your strength is restored, and till the streets be more open.”
“Eboracus—what is going on? tell me.”
“Madam, there is something being transacted in the comitium that causes all the approaches to be packed with people. We might make a circuit—but, lady! I think if you would deign to repose for an hour at your mother’s house, after what you have suffered, it would be advisable.”
“Tell me what is taking place in the comitium.”
“I should prefer, lady, not to be asked.”
“But I have asked.”
“Then, dear mistress, do not require of me to make answer.”
“Answer truly. Tell me no lie. What is it?”