Domitia returned to her apartments, quivering like an aspen in a light air; but no sooner was she there, than she summoned Eboracus, and said to him:-
"Be speedy. Follow Paris, and protect him. There is evil planned against him. Fly-lest you be too late."
The slave departed at once.
Domitia paced the room, in an agony of mind, now shiverin