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Page 40
'Little jokes and sayings that every family has. Don't you know?'
'I know we have, but I didn't know other people had them too,' said Una.
'Tell me about all your family, please.'
'Good families are very much alike. Mother would sit spinning of
evenings while Aglaia read in her corner, and Father did accounts, and
we four romped about the passages. When our noise grew too loud the
Pater would say, "Less tumult! Less tumult! Have you never heard of a
Father's right over his children? He can slay them, my loves--slay them
dead, and the Gods highly approve of the action!" Then Mother would prim
up her dear mouth over the wheel and answer: "H'm! I'm afraid there
can't be much of the Roman Father about you!" Then the Pater would roll
up his accounts, and say, "I'll show you!" and then--then, he'd be worse
than any of us!'
'Fathers can--if they like,' said Una, her eyes dancing.
'Didn't I say all good families are very much the same?'
'What did you do in summer?' said Una. 'Play about, like us?'
'Yes, and we visited our friends. There are no wolves in Vectis. We had
many friends, and as many ponies as we wished.'
'It must have been lovely,' said Una. 'I hope it lasted for ever.'
'Not quite, little maid. When I was about sixteen or seventeen, the
Father felt gouty, and we all went to the Waters.'
'What waters?'
'At Aquae Solis. Every one goes there. You ought to get your Father to
take you some day.'
'But where? I don't know,' said Una.
The young man looked astonished for a moment. 'Aquae Solis,' he
repeated. 'The best baths in Britain. just as good, I'm told, as Rome.
All the old gluttons sit in hot water, and talk scandal and politics.
And the Generals come through the streets with their guards behind them;
and the magistrates come in their chairs with their stiff guards behind
them; and you meet fortune-tellers, and goldsmiths, and merchants, and
philosophers, and feather-sellers, and ultra-Roman Britons, and
ultra-British Romans, and tame tribesmen pretending to be civilised, and
Jew lecturers, and--oh, everybody interesting. We young people, of
course, took no interest in politics. We had not the gout: there were
many of our age like us. We did not find life sad.
'But while we were enjoying ourselves without thinking, my sister met
the son of a magistrate in the West--and a year afterwards she was
married to him. My young brother, who was always interested in plants
and roots, met the First Doctor of a Legion from the City of the
Legions, and he decided that he would be an Army doctor. I do not think
it is a profession for a well-born man, but then--I'm not my brother. He
went to Rome to study medicine, and now he's First Doctor of a Legion in
Egypt--at Antinoe, I think, but I have not heard from him for some time.
'My eldest brother came across a Greek philosopher, and told my Father
that he intended to settle down on the estate as a farmer and a
philosopher. You see,'--the young man's eyes twinkled--'his philosopher
was a long-haired one!'
'I thought philosophers were bald,' said Una.
'Not all. She was very pretty. I don't blame him. Nothing could have
suited me better than my eldest brother's doing this, for I was only too
keen to join the Army. I had always feared I should have to stay at home
and look after the estate while my brother took _this_.'
He rapped on his great glistening shield that never seemed to be in his
way.
'So we were well contented--we young people--and we rode back to
Clausentum along the Wood Road very quietly. But when we reached home,
Aglaia, our governess, saw what had come to us. I remember her at the
door, the torch over her head, watching us climb the cliff-path from the
boat. "Aie! Aie!" she said. "Children you went away. Men and a woman you
return!" Then she kissed Mother, and Mother wept. Thus our visit to the
Waters settled our fates for each of us, Maiden.'
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