When the astrologer arrived, he quieted the terror-stricken emperor by telling him that an enemy who had long been victorious would soon be crushed.
“But who is mine enemy that has been long victorious?” asked Tiberius.
The astrologer did not directly reply, but asked in turn, “Is there no one who rules over thee, O emperor of the Romans?”
“Mine enemies are either dead or in prison,” replied the emperor.
“All thine enemies?” the astrologer asked doubtfully.
“Ay, all mine enemies. Wherefore dost thou doubt?” demanded Tiberius.
“I doubt thee not, O worthy emperor. I have long warned thee that some one was subtly plotting against thee, but thou wouldst not believe me.”
“Nay; I must have proofs,” said the emperor.
“What better proof couldst thou demand, O mighty emperor, than that which has just been shown thee? The statue fell to-day; proofs should then arrive to-day.”
“Who would dare venture upon the water to-day?” asked Tiberius, mockingly. “Ah, thou readest signs badly. No one— By the infernal gods! hear that thunderclap!” he exclaimed, greatly terrified.