`` Give me justice against my uncle Icenus , the Duumvir of Divio in Gaul , '' he said . ' `` Only a life ? I thought it would be money or an office . Certainly you shall have him . Write his name on these tablets -- on the red side ; the other is for the living ! '' and Maximus held out his tablets . ' `` He is of no use to me dead , '' said Pertinax . `` My mother is a widow . I am far off . I am not sure he pays her all her dowry . '' ' `` No matter . My arm is reasonably long . We will look through your uncle 's accounts in due time . Now , farewell till to-morrow , O Captains of the Wall ! '' ` We saw him grow small across the heather as he walked to the galley . There were Picts , scores , each side of him , hidden behind stones . He never looked left or right . He sailed away southerly , full spread before the evening breeze , and when we had watched him out to sea , we were silent . We understood that Earth bred few men like to this man . ` Presently Allo brought the ponies and held them for us to mount -- a thing he had never done before . '
`` Wait awhile , '' said XXXXX , and he made a little altar of cut turf , and strewed heather-bloom atop , and laid upon it a letter from a girl in Gaul . '
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