A Mixture Of Madness, Book II Of The Bow Of Heaven - Plot & Excerpts
Chapter VIII 56 BCE Fall, Rome Year of the consulship of Cn. Cornelius Lentulus Marcellinus and L. Marcius Philippus From behind us, a voice called, “Mistress!” “Buccio! What has happened?!” lady Cornelia cried. I have noted how often questions escape our mouths when the answers are known to us even before we begin to speak. It is my contention that we do this in order to let our minds catch up with our brains. Or perhaps it is the other way round. In any event, we stopped to give the old slave time to catch up to us. He held one hand to his head and a bundle of his lady’s things under his other arm. “Your pardon, lady,” the little man said. “I did my best.” Lady Cornelia grabbed her clothes from him. “There’s no time to change, lady—” I started. “Shut up,” she said, pressing a fine, yellow tunic to her man’s bleeding head. I deserved that, I did. In a voice full of apology, Buccio said, “They beat me when I tried to conceal your jewels.”
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