But
not with impunity can you resume your traitorous practices; of that
be assured.'
He paused, looking sternly into Marcian's face.
'I have no leisure to debate with you, to confute your errors. One
thing only will I add, before dismissing you to ponder what I have
uttered. It is in your power to prove your return to reason and the
dignity of a Roman; I need not say how; the occasion will surely ere
long present itself, and leave you in no doubt as to my meaning.
Remember, then, how I have dealt with you; remember, also, that no
such indulgence will be granted to a renewal of your crime against
Rome, your sin against God.'
Marcian dropped to his knees; there was a moment of silence; then he
arose and went forth.
A week passed, and there came the festival of St. Laurentius. All
Rome streamed out to the basilica beyond the Tiburtine Gate, and
among those who prayed most fervently at the shrine was Marcian. He
besought guidance in an anguish of doubt. Not long ago, in the early
days of summer, carnal temptation had once more overcome him, and
the sufferings, the perils, of this last month he attributed to that
lapse from purity.
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