Volume II Part 68 (1/2)
”Virius Lupus, there is danger--and to-night. As I have told thee, the stars do betoken mischief. But the peril is at my threshold. Let Caracalla remain; so shall we avert his weapon. Should the a.s.sa.s.sin come, it will not be with the blow of a parricide. Thou mayest retire to thy couch, but first let the guards be doubled, the watchword and countersign changed. And, hark thee, tell the tribune that he look well to the _tessera_, and have the right count from the inspectors.
Should despatches come from Rome, let the messenger have immediate audience.”
Again the emperor stretched himself on the couch, and again his slumbers were interrupted. A murmur was heard along the halls and pa.s.sages where the guards were stationed. The noise grew louder, approaching the very door of the royal chamber. The monarch started as from a dream, and the door at that moment opened. The Chaldean soothsayer stood before him.
”Azor!” said the emperor, ”at this hour? What betides such unseemly greeting?”
”Caesar trembles on his throne; but the world quakes not! The angel of death is at thy door. Caracalla hath returned.”
”Returned? Surely thy wits are disturbed. Caracalla! Ay, even yesterday, we had despatches from the camp.”
”Howbeit, he is at thy threshold. The sound of his feet is behind me.”
”Impossible! the mischief is not from him.”
”Even now I looked in the crystal, and behold”----The soothsayer paused. Horror was gathering on his features. The light suspended above him began to quiver; and as it waved to and fro his countenance a.s.sumed a tremulous and distorted expression.
Severus watched the result with no little anxiety. The magician drew a crystal cup from his girdle. Looking in apparently with great alarm, he presented it at arm's length to the emperor, who beheld a milky cloud slowly undulating within the vessel.
”Take this,” said the soothsayer, ”and tell me what thou seest.”
The monarch took it at his bidding. The cloud seemed to be clearing away, as the morning mist before the sun.
”I see nothing,” said the emperor, ”but a silver clasp at the bottom.”
”And the owner?”
”As I live,” said the astonished parent, drawing forth a curiously-embossed clasp from the goblet, and holding it out to the light, ”this token of rare workmans.h.i.+p did the empress present to Caracalla ere he departed. Whence came it? and wherefore hast thou brought it hither?”
”A silent witness to my word. Within the hour thy son returns; and”----The seer's voice grew more ominous whilst he spake. ”Beware!
there's mischief in the wind. The raven scents his prey afar off!”
”If in this thou art a true prophet I will give thee largess; but if a lying spirit of divination possess thee, my power is swift to punish as to reward.”
”I heed not either. Do I serve thee for lucre? Look thee, in less time than I would occupy in telling thee on't I could fill thy palace with gold and silver!--and do I covet thy paltry treasures? The kingdoms of this world are his whom I serve, and shall I seek thy peris.h.i.+ng honours? Behold, I leave this precious goblet as my pledge. I must away. Thou shalt render it back on my return. I would not part with that treasure for the dominion of the Caesars. Beware thou let it not forth from thy sight, for there be genii who are bound to serve its possessor, and peradventure it shall give thee warning when evil approaches.”
The soothsayer departed, and the emperor laid the crystal goblet on a table opposite his couch. He clapped his hands, and the chief secretary approached.
”What said our messenger from the north? Read again the despatch they brought yesterday.”
The secretary drew forth a roll from his cabinet, and read as follows:--
”Again the supreme G.o.ds have granted victory to our legions. Favoured by the darkness and their boats, the barbarians attacked us from three separate points. Led on by Fingal and his warriors, whom beforetime we erroneously reported to be slain, they crossed over to the station where we had pitched our tents. But the Roman eagle was yet watchful.
Though retreating behind our last defences, we left not the field until a thousand, the choicest of our foes, bit the dust. Morning showed us the red-haired chief and his bards, but they were departing, and their spears were glittering on the mountains.”
”Enough!” said the emperor. ”Caracalla tarries yet with the camp. Our person is not menaced by his hand. Prithee, send a brasier hither. The night is far spent, and slumber will not again visit these eyelids.”
A bronze tripod was brought supported by sphinxes, the wors.h.i.+p of Isis being a fas.h.i.+onable idolatry at that period. Charred wood was then placed in a round dish pierced with holes, and perfumes thrown in to correct the smell. The emperor commanded that he should be left alone.
Covering his shoulders with a richly-embroidered mantle, he took from behind his pillow a Greek treatise on the occult sciences, to the study of which he was pa.s.sionately addicted.