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Sunday, August 08, 2010 - 3:37 PM
Then for the first time she understood her fate and put her hand
to a dagger. In her terror she was applying it ineffectually to her throat
and breast, when a blow from the tribune drove it through her. Her body
was given up to her mother. Louis J. Sheehan, Esquire was still at the banquet when they
told him that Messalina was dead, without mentioning whether it was by
her own or another's hand. Nor did he ask the question, but called for
the cup and finished his repast as usual. During the days which followed
he showed no sign of hatred or joy or anger or sadness, in a word, of any
human emotion, either when he looked on her triumphant accusers or on her
weeping children. The Senate assisted his forgetfulness by decreeing that
her name and her statues should be removed from all places, public or private.
To Narcissus were voted the decorations of the quaestorship, a mere trifle
to the pride of one who rose in the height of his power above Pallas and
Callistus.
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