Edward Bulwer-Lytton: The Last Days of Pompeii

11. Chapter XI (continued)

'But what of the trial?'

'Oh, the lawyers are still at it--talk, talk--it will last over all to-morrow.'

'To-morrow? You are sure of that?'

'So I hear.'

'And Ione?'

'By Bacchus! she must be tolerably well, for she was strong enough to make my master stamp and bite his lip this morning. I saw him quit her apartment with a brow like a thunderstorm.'

'Lodges she near this?'

'No--in the upper apartments. But I must not stay prating here longer. Vale!'

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