human
Oh, Fate, Fate! that my husband should be heir of the man who murdered my father!
gpt
Lucilla, interrupted Verus,
human
Nigrinus was the grandfather of those children,
gpt
That is to say that you harbor in your soul the wish to avenge your father's death on Caesar.
human
I am the daughter of the butchered man.
gpt
But you do not know the murderer, and the purple must outweigh the life of one man, for it is often bought with many thousand lives. And then, Lucilla, as you know, I love happy faces, and Revenge has a sinister brow. Let us be happy, oh wife of Caesar! Tomorrow I shall have much to tell you, now I must go to a splendid banquet which the son of Plutarch is giving in my honor. I cannot stay with you--truly I cannot, I have been expected long since. And when we are in Rome never let me find you telling the children those old dismal stories--I will not have it.