Where, oh where,
Blesus, hast thou thrown his unoffending and mangled corpse? Even open
enemies do not inhumanly deny burial to the slain: when I have satiated my
sorrow with a thousand kisses, and a flood of tears; command me also to be
murdered, that these our brethren may together bury my poor brother and
me, slaughtered both as victims, yet both guiltless of any crime but that
of studying the common interest of the legions."
He inflamed those his complaints and expostulations with affecting sighs
and lamentations, beat his breast, tore his face, and showed all the
symptoms of anguish. Then those who carried him giving way, he threw
himself headlong at the feet of his companions; and thus prostrate and
supplicating, in them raised such a spirit of commiseration and such a
storm of vengeance, that one party of them instantly seized and bound the
General's gladiators; another, the rest of his family; while many ran and
dispersed themselves to search for the corpse: and had it not been quickly
manifest that there was no corpse to be found, that the slaves of Blesus
had upon the rack cleared themselves, and that Vibulenus never had any
brother; they had gone nigh to have sacrificed the General.
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