Part 42 (1/2)

Tut--fear me not; I ever had my victories among women.

I am most true to Rome.

ANTONIUS (_aside_).

I hate the man!

What filthy tools our Senate works with! Still I must obey them. (_Aloud_.) Fare you well. [_Going_.

SYNORIX.

Farewell!

ANTONIUS (_stopping_).

A moment! If you track this Sinnatus In any treason, I give you here an order [_Produces a paper_.

To seize upon him. Let me sign it. (_Signs it_.) There 'Antonius leader of the Roman Legion.'

[_Hands the paper to_ SYNORIX. _Goes up pathway and exit_.

SYNORIX.

Woman again!--but I am wiser now.

No rus.h.i.+ng on the game--the net,--the net.

[_Shouts of_ 'Sinnatus! Sinnatus!' _Then horn. Looking off stage_.]

He comes, a rough, bluff, simple-looking fellow.

If we may judge the kernel by the husk, Not one to keep a woman's fealty when a.s.sailed by Craft and Love. I'll join with him: I may reap something from him--come upon _her_ Again, perhaps, to-day--_her_. Who are with him?

I see no face that knows me. Shall I risk it?

I am a Roman now, they dare not touch me.

I will.

_Enter_ SINNATUS, HUNTSMEN _and hounds_.

Fair Sir, a happy day to you!

You reck but little of the Roman here, While you can take your pastime in the woods.

SlNNATUS.

Ay, ay, why not? What would you with me, man?

SYNORIX.

I am a life-long lover of the chase, And tho' a stranger fain would be allow'd To join the hunt.

SlNNATUS.

Your name?

SYNORIX.

Strato, my name.

SlNNATUS.

No Roman name?

SYNORIX.

A Greek, my lord; you know That we Galatians are both Greek and Gaul.

[_Shouts and horns in the distance