Tell Pertinax I have met his late Uncle , the Duumvir of Divio , and that he accounted to me quite truthfully for all his Mother 's monies . I have sent her with a fitting escort , for she is the mother of a hero , to Nicaea , where the climate is warm . ' ' `` That is proof , '' said Pertinax . `` Nicaea is not far by sea from Rome . A woman there could take ship and fly to Rome in time of war . Yes , Maximus foresees his death , and is fulfilling his promises one by one . But I am glad my uncle met him . '' ' ' `` You think blackly to-day ? '' I asked . ' `` I think truth . The Gods weary of the play we have played against them . Theodosius will destroy Maximus . It is finished ! '' ' `` Will you write him that ? '' I said . ' `` See what I shall write , '' he answered , and he took pen and wrote a letter cheerful as the light of day , tender as a woman 's and full of jests . Even I , reading over his shoulder , took comfort from it till -- I saw his face ! ' `` And now , '' he said , sealing it , `` we be two dead men , my brother . Let us go to the Temple . '' ` We prayed awhile to Mithras , where we had many times prayed before .
After that , we lived XXXXX by day among evil rumours till winter came again .
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