Sed animo per libidines corrupto nihil honestum inerat: lacrimaeque et quaestus inriti ducebantur, cum impetu venientium pulsae fores adstititque tribunus per silentium, at libertus increpans multis et servilibus probris.
But honour had no place in that lust-corrupted soul, and tears and lamentations were being prolonged in vain, when the door was driven in by the onrush of the new-comers, and over her stood the tribune in silence, and the freed-man upbraiding her with a stream of slavish insults.
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