"For your sake, and for my sake," she answered. "I was there for about two minutes, and I should like two days. O Rome, Rome! I never saw anything like Rome."
"Why?" said Rupert. "It hasn't got hold of me so."
"Wait, and it will. I seem to be touching the history of the world here, till I don't know whereabouts in the ages I am. Is this the nineteenth century?—Here we are."
Half an hour later, the two found themselves in the Hall of the Emperors.
"Do you know Roman history, Rupert?"
"A little. Not much. Not far down, you see. I know about Romulus and Remus."
"Then you know more than anybody else knows. That's a myth. Look here. Let us begin at the beginning. Do you know this personage?"
"Julius Caesar? Yes. I have read about him."
"Did you ever read Plutarch's Lives? They used to be my delight when I was a little girl. I was very fond of Julius Caesar then. I know better now. But I am glad to see him."
"Why, wasn't he a great man?"