Volume Iii Part 6 (1/2)
”Guards!” he cried. ”To arms!”
The soldiers were already astir.
Scarcely had Witichis, Rauthgundis, and Dromon left the pa.s.sage and safely reached the dwelling of the latter, when six Isaurian mercenaries rushed noisily into the pa.s.sage.
Quick as thought Rauthgundis ran out of the house to the heavy iron door, shut it, turned the key, and took it out.
”Now they can do no harm,” she whispered.
The husband and wife presently hastened from Dromon's house to the great gate which led from the court into the street. The single sentinel who had remained behind stopped them and demanded the watchword. ”Rome,” he cried, ”and----”
”Revenge!” cried Witichis, and struck him down with the axe.
The sentinel screamed and fell, hurling his spear at the fugitives. It pierced the last of the three--Dromon.
As Witichis and Rauthgundis rushed down the marble stairs of the palace into the street, they heard the imprisoned soldiers thundering at the strong iron door, and a loud voice calling: ”Syphax, my horse!” Then they disappeared into the darkness.
A few minutes later the courtyard was bright with the lights of many torches, and several hors.e.m.e.n galloped off to the different gates of the city.
”Six thousand solidi to whoever takes him alive; three thousand if he be brought in dead!” cried Cethegus, swinging himself into the saddle.
”Up, Sons of the Wind, Ellak and Mondzach, Huns and Ma.s.sagetae! Ride as you have never ridden before!”
”But whither?” asked Syphax, as he galloped out of the gate at his master's aide.
”That is difficult to say. But all the gates are closed and guarded.
They can only escape by a breach.”
”There are two large breaches.”
”Look at Jupiter, which is just rising from behind the clouds in the east. It seems to sign to me. In that direction----”
”Lies the breach near the Tower of aetius.”
”Good! Then thither--I follow my star!”
Meantime the fugitives had happily reached the breach, where Paulus, the son of Dromon, let them pa.s.s. In the pine-grove of Diana they found their faithful Wachis and two horses.
The husband and wife mounted Wallada. The freedman took the other horse and rode off at a gallop towards the river, which at this point was very broad.
Witichis held Rauthgundis before him.
”My wife--losing thee I had lost all: life and courage. But now I will once more try for the kingdom. Oh, how could I ever let thee go, thou soul of my soul!”
”Thine arm is wounded with the chaffing of the chain. Lay it across my neck, my Witichis.”
”Forward, Wallada--quick! It is for life or death!”
They now issued from the grove into the open country. They reached the sh.o.r.e of the river.