annr.pandora-第9章
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Now to the specific recollection。 I was ten years old； I came in from playing； covered with dust from head to foot； my hair loose； my dress torn； and breezed into my Father's large receiving room … and I plopped down at the foot of his couch to listen to what was being said； as he lounged there with all appropriate Roman dignity； chatting with several other lounging men who had e to visit。
I knew all of the men but one； and this one was fair…haired and blue…eyed； and very tall； and he turned； during the conversation … which was all whispers and nods … and winked at me。
This was Marius； with skin slightly tanned from his travels and a flashing beauty in his eyes。 He had three names like everyone else。 But again； I will not disclose the name of his family。 But I knew it。 I knew he was sort of the 〃bad boy〃 in an intellectual way； the 〃poet〃 and the 〃loafer。〃 What nobody had told me was that he was beautiful。
Now； on this day； this was Marius when he was alive； about fifteen years before he was to be made a vampire。 I can calculate that he was only twenty…five。 But I'm not certain。
To continue； the men paid no attention to me； and it became plain to my ever curious little mind that they were giving my Father news of Ovid； that the tall blond one with the remarkable blue eyes； the one called Marius； had just returned from the Baltic Coast； and he had given my Father several presents； which were in fact good copies of Ovid's work； both past and current。
The men assured my Father that it was still far too dangerous to go crying to Caesar Augustus over Ovid； and my Father accepted this。 But if I'm not mistaken； he entrusted some money for Ovid to Marius； the blond one。
When the gentlemen were all leaving； I saw Marius in the atrium； got a measure of his full height； which was quite unusual for a Roman； and let out a girlish gasp and then a streak of laughter。 He winked at me again。
Marius had his hair short then； dipped military…Roman…style with a few modest curls on his forehead； his hair was long when he was later made a vampire； and he wears it long now； but then it was the typical boring Roman military cut。 But it was blond and full of sunlight in the atrium； and he seemed the brightest and most impressive man I'd ever laid eyes upon。 He was full of kindness when he looked at me。
〃Why are you so tall？〃 I asked him。 My Father thought this was amusing； of course； and he did not care what anyone else thought of his dusty little daughter； hanging onto his arms and speaking to his honored pany。
〃My precious one；〃 Marius said； 〃I'm tall because I'm a barbarian！〃 He laughed and was flirtatious when he laughed； with a deference to me as a little lady； which was rather rare。
Suddenly he made his hands into claws and ran at me like a bear。
I loved him instantly！
〃No； truly。〃 I said。 〃You can't be a barbarian。 I know your Father and all your sisters； they live just down the hill。 The family is always talking about you at the table； saying only nice things； of course。〃
〃Of that I'm sure；〃 he said； breaking into laughter。
I knew my Father was getting anxious。
What I didn't know was that a ten…year…old girl could be betrothed。
Marius drew himself up and said in his gentle very fine voice； trained for public rhetoric as well as words of love； 〃I am descended through my mother from the Keltoi； little beauty； little muse。 I e from the tall blond people of the North； the people of Gaul。 My mother was a princess there； or so I am told。 Do you know who they are？〃
I said of course I knew and began to recite verbatim from Julius Caesar's account of conquering Gaul； or the land of the Keltoi： 〃All Gaul is made up of three parts。。。〃
Marius was quite genuinely impressed。 So was everybody So I went on and on； 〃The Keltoi are separated from the Aquitani by the river Garonne； and the tribe of the Belgae by the rivers Marne and Seine …〃
My Father； being slightly embarrassed by this time； with his daughter glorying in attention； spoke up to gently assure everyone that I was his precious joy； and I was let to run wild； and please make nothing of it。
And I said； being bold； and a born troublemaker； 〃Give my love to the great Ovid！ Because I too wish he would e home to Rome。〃
I then rattled off several steamy lines of the Amores：
She laughed and gave her best； whole hearted kisses； They'd shake the three pronged bolt from Jove's hand。 Torture to think that fellow got such good ones！
I wish they hadn't been of the same brand！
All laughed； except my Father； and Marius went wild with delight； clapping his hands。 That was all the encouragement I needed to rush at him now like a bear； as he had rushed at me； and to continue singing out Ovid's hot words：
What's more these kisses were better than I'd taught her；
She seemed possessed of knowledge that was new。
They pleased too well … bad sign！ Her tongue was in them；
And my tongue was kissing too。
My Father grabbed me by the small of my upper arm； and said； 〃That's it； Lydia； wrap it up。〃 And the men laughed all the harder； miserating with him； and embracing him； and then laughing again。
But I had to have one final victory over this team of adults。
〃Pray； Father；〃 I said； 〃let me finish with some wise and patriotic words which Ovid said：
〃 'I congratulate myself on not having arrived into the world until the present time。 This age suits my taste。' 〃
This seemed to astonish Marius more than to amuse him。 But my Father gathered me close and said very dearly：
〃Lydia； Ovid wouldn't say that now； and now you； for being such a。。。 a scholar and philosopher in one； should assure your Father's dearest friends that you know full well Ovid was banished from Rome by Augustus for good reason and that he can never return home。〃
In other words； he was saying 〃Shut up about Ovid。〃
But Marius； undeterred； dropped on his knees before me； lean and handsome with mesmeric blue eyes； and he took my hand and kissed it and said； 〃I will give Ovid your love； little Lydia。 But your Father is right。 We must all agree with the Emperor's censure。 After all； we are Romans。〃 He then did the very strange thing of speaking to me purely as if I were an adult。 〃Augustus Caesar has given far more to Rome； I think； than anyone ever hoped。 And he too is a poet。 He wrote a poem called 'Ajax' and burnt it up himself because he said it wasn't good。〃
I was having the time of my life。 I would have run off with Marius then and there！
But all I could do was dance around him as he went out of the vestibule and out the gate。
I waved to him。
He lingered。 〃Goodbye； little Lydia；〃 he said。 He then spoke under his breath to my Father； and I heard my Father say：
〃You are out of your mind！〃
My Father turned his back on Marius； who gave me a sad smile and disappeared。
〃What did he mean？ What happened？〃 I asked my Father。 〃What's the matter？〃
〃Listen； Lydia；〃 said my Father。 〃Have you in all your readings e across the word 'betrothed'？〃
〃Yes； Father； of course。〃
〃Well； that sort of wanderer and dreamer likes nothing better than to betroth himself to a young girl of ten because it means she is not old enough to marry and he has years of freedom； without the censure of the Emperor。 They do it all the time。〃
〃No； no； Father；〃 I said。 〃I shall never forget him。〃
I think I forgot him the next day。
I didn't see Marius again for five years。
I remember because I was fifteen； and should have been married and didn't want to be married at all。 I had wriggled out of it year after year； feigning illness； madness； total uncontrollable fits。 But time was running out on me。 In fact I'd been eligible for marriage since I was twelve。
At this time； we were all standing together at the foot of the Palatine Hill； watching a most sacrosanct ceremony … the Lupercalia … just one of so many festivals that were integral in Roman life。
Now the Lupercalia was very important to us； though there's no way to relate its significance to a Christian's concept of religion。 It was pious to enjoy such a festival； to participate as a citizen and as a virtuous Roman。
And besides it was a great pleasure。
So I was there； not so far from the cave
