` Not quite , little maid . When I was about sixteen or seventeen , the Father felt gouty , and we all went to the Waters . ' ` What waters ? ' ` At Aquae Solis . Every one goes there . You ought to get your Father to take you some day . ' ` But where ? I do n't know , ' said Una . The young man looked astonished for a moment . ` Aquae Solis , ' he repeated . ` The best baths in Britain . just as good , I 'm told , as Rome . All the old gluttons sit in hot water , and talk scandal and politics . And the Generals come through the streets with their guards behind them ; and the magistrates come in their chairs with their stiff guards behind them ; and you meet fortune-tellers , and goldsmiths , and merchants , and philosophers , and feather-sellers , and ultra-Roman Britons , and ultra-British Romans , and tame tribesmen pretending to be civilised , and Jew lecturers , and -- oh , everybody interesting . We young people , of course , took no interest in politics . We had not the gout : there were many of our age like us . We did not find life sad . ` But while we were enjoying ourselves without thinking , my sister met the son of a magistrate in the West -- and a year afterwards she was married to him . My young brother , who was always interested in plants and roots , met the First Doctor of a Legion from the City of the Legions , and he decided that he would be an Army doctor . I do not think it is a profession for a well-born man , but then -- I 'm not my brother .
He went to XXXXX to study medicine , and now he 's First Doctor of a Legion in Egypt -- at Antinoe , I think , but I have not heard from him for some time .
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