A great sun, rising into a cloudless sky, ushered1 in the nones of August. It looked down upon the fresh-raked sands of the deserted2 arena3; upon the crowds that lined the Via Principalis that bisected Castra Sanguinarius.
Brown artisans and tradesmen in their smart tunics4 jostled one another for places of vantage along the shady avenue. Among them moved black barbarians6 from the outer villages, sporting their finest feathers and most valued ornaments7 and skins, and mingling8 with the others were the slaves of the city, all eagerly waiting for the pageant9 that would inaugurate the triumph of Sublatus.
Upon the low rooftops of their homes the patricians10 reclined upon rugs at every point where the avenue might be seen between or beneath the branches of trees. All Castra Sanguinarius was there, technically12 to honor Caesar, but actually merely to be entertained.
The air buzzed with talk and laughter; hawkers of sweetmeats and trinkets elbowed through the crowd crying their wares13; legionaries posted at intervals14 the full distance from the palace to the Colosseum kept the center of the avenue clear.
Since the evening of the preceding day the throng16 had been gathering17. During the cold night they had huddled18 with close-drawn19 cloaks. There had been talk and laughter and brawls20 and near-riots, and many would-be spectators had been haled off to the dungeons21 where their exuberance22 might be permitted to cool against cold stone.
As the morning dragged on the crowd became restless. At first, as some patrician11 who was to have a part in the pageant passed in his ornate litter he would be viewed in respectful and interested silence, or if he were well known and favorably thought of by the multitude he might be greeted with cheers; but with the passing of time and the increasing heat of the day each occasional litter that passed elicited23 deep-throated groans24 or raucous25 catcalls as the patience and the temper of the mob became thinner.
But presently from afar, in the direction of the palace, sounded the martial26 notes of trumpets27. The people forgot their fatigue28 and their discomfort29 as the shrill30 notes galvanized them into joyous31 expectancy32.
Slowly along the avenue came the pageant, led by a score of trumpeters, behind whom marched a maniple of the imperial guard. Waving crests33 surmounted34 their burnished35 helmets, the metal of two hundred cuirasses, pikes, and shields shot back the sunlight that filtered through the trees beneath which they marched. They made a proud showing as they strode haughtily36 between the lines of admiring eyes, led by their patrician officers in gold and embossed leather and embroidered37 linen38.
As the legionaries passed, a great shout of applause arose. A roar of human voices that started at the palace rolled slowly along the Via Principalis toward the Colosseum as Caesar himself, resplendent in purple and gold, rode alone in a chariot drawn by lions led on golden leashes40 by huge blacks.
Caesar may have expected for himself the plaudits of the populace, but there was a question as to whether these were elicited as much by the presence of the Emperor as by the sight of the captives chained to Caesar's chariot, for Caesar was an old story to the people of Castra Sanguinarius, while the prisoners were a novelty and, furthermore, something that promised rare sport in the arena.
Never before in the memory of the citizens of Castra Sanguinarius had an Emperor exhibited such noteworthy captives in his triumph. There was Nyuto, the black chief of the Bagegos. There was Caecilius Metellus, a centurion42 of the legions of the Emperor of the East; and Cassius Hasta, the nephew of that Emperor; but perhaps he who aroused their greatest enthusiasm because of the mad stories that had been narrated43 of his feats44 of strength and agility45 was the great white barbarian5, with a shock of black hair and his well-worn leopard-skin.
The collar of gold and the golden chain that held him in leash39 to the chariot of Caesar, curiously46 enough, imparted to his appearance no suggestion of fear or humiliation47. He walked proudly with head erect—a lion tethered to lions—and there was that in the easy sinuosity of his stride that accentuated48 his likeness49 to the jungle beasts that drew the chariot of Caesar along the broad Via Principalis of Castra Sanguinarius.
As the pageant moved its length slowly to the Colosseum the crowd found other things to hold their interest. There were the Bagego captives chained neck to neck and stalwart gladiators resplendent in new armor. White men and brown men were numbered among these and many black warriors51 from the outer villages.
To the number of two hundred they marched—captives, condemned52 criminals, and professional gladiators—but before them and behind them and on either side marched veteran legionaries whose presence spoke53 in no uncertain terms of the respect in which Caesar held the potential power of these bitter, savage54 fighting men.
There were floats depicting55 historic events in the history of Castra Sanguinarius and ancient Rome. There were litters bearing the high officers of the court and the senators of the city, while bringing up the rear were the captured flocks and herds56 of the Bagegos.
That Sublatus failed to exhibit Maximus Praeclarus in his Triumph evidenced the popularity of this noble young Roman, but Dilecta, watching the procession from the roof of her father's house, was filled with anxiety when she noted57 the absence of her lover, for she knew that sometimes men who entered the dungeons of Caesar were never heard of more—but there was none who could tell her whether Maximus Praeclarus lived or not, and so with her mother she made her way to the Colosseum to witness the opening of the games. Her heart was heavy lest she should see Maximus Praeclarus entered there, and his blood upon the white sand, yet, also, she feared that she might not see him and thus be faced by the almost definite assurance that he had been secretly done to death by the agents of Fastus.
A great multitude had gathered in the Colosseum to witness the entry of Caesar and the pageant of his triumph, and the majority of these remained in their seats for the opening of the games, which commenced early in the afternoon. It was not until then that the sections reserved for the patricians began to fill.
The loge reserved for Dion Splendidus, the senator, was close to that of Caesar. It afforded an excellent view of the arena and with cushions and rugs was so furnished as to afford the maximum comfort to those who occupied it.
Never had a Caesar essayed so pretentious58 a fête; entertainment of the rarest description was vouchsafed59 each lucky spectator, yet never before in her life had Dilecta loathed60 and dreaded61 any occurrence as she now loathed and dreaded the games that were about to open.
Always heretofore her interest in the contestants62 had been impersonal64. Professional gladiators were not of the class to come within the ken50 or acquaintance of the daughter of a patrician. The black warriors and slaves were to her of no greater importance than the beasts against which they sometimes contended, while the condemned criminals, many of whom expiated65 their sins within the arena, aroused within her heart only the remotest suggestion of sympathy. She was a sweet and lovely girl, whose sensibilities would doubtless have been shocked by the brutality66 of the prize-ring or a varsity football game, but she could look upon the bloody67 cruelties of a Roman arena without a qualm, because by custom and heredity they had become a part of the national life of her people.
But today she trembled. She saw the games as a personal menace to her own happiness and the life of one she loved, yet by no outward sign did she divulge68 her perturbation. Calm, serene69, and entirely70 beautiful, Dilecta, the daughter of Dion Splendidus, awaited the signal for the opening of the games that was marked by the arrival of Caesar.
Sublatus came, and after he had taken his seat there emerged from one of the barred gates at the far end of the arena the head of a procession, again led by trumpeters, who were followed by those who were to take part in the games during the week. It consisted for the most part of the same captives who had been exhibited in the pageant, to which were added a number of wild beasts, some of which were led or dragged along by black slaves, while others, more powerful and ferocious71, were drawn in wheeled cages. These consisted principally of lions and leopards72, but there were also a couple of bull buffaloes73 and several cages in which were confined huge man-like apes.
The participants were formed in a solid phalanx facing Sublatus, where they were addressed by the Emperor, freedom and reward being promised the victors; and then, sullen74 and lowering, they were herded75 back to their dungeons and cages.
Dilecta's eyes scanned the faces of the contestants as they stood in solid rank before the loge of Caesar, but nowhere among them could she discover Maximus Praeclarus. Breathless and tense, with fearful apprehension76, she leaned forward in her seat across the top of the arena wall as a man entered the loge from behind and sat upon the bench beside her.
"He is not there," said the man.
The girl turned quickly toward the speaker. "Fastus!" she exclaimed. "How do you know that he is not there?"
"It is by my order," replied the prince.
"He is dead," cried Dilecta. "You have had him killed."
"No," denied Fastus, "he is safe in his cell."
"What is to become of him?" asked the girl.
"His fate lies in your hands," replied Fastus. "Give him up and promise to become the wife of Fastus and I will see that he is not forced to appear in the arena."
"He would not have it so," said the girl.
"With sword, or dagger78, or pike he has no equal," said the girl, proudly. "If he were entered in the contest, he would be victorious79."
"Caesar has been known to pit unarmed men against lions," Fastus reminded her, tauntingly80. "Of what avail then is prowess with any weapon?"
"That would be murder," said Dilecta.
"A harsh term to apply to an act of Caesar," returned Fastus, menacingly.
"I speak my mind," said the girl; "Caesar or no Caesar. It would be a cowardly and contemptible81 act, but I doubt not that either Caesar or his son is capable of even worse." Her voice trembled with scathing82 contempt.
With a crooked83 smile upon his lips, Fastus arose. "It is not a matter to be determined84 without thought," he said, "and your answer concerns not Maximus Praeclarus alone, nor you, nor me."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"There are Dion Splendidus and your mother, and Festivitas, the mother of Praeclarus!" And with this warning he turned and left the loge.
The games progressed amid the din15 of trumpets, the crash of arms, the growling85 of beasts, and the murmuring of the great audience that sometimes rose to wild acclaim87 or deep-throated, menacing disapproval88. Beneath fluttering banners and waving scarfs the cruel, terrible thousand-eyed thing that is a crowd looked down upon the blood and suffering of its fellow men, munching89 sweetmeats while a victim died and cracking coarse jokes as slaves dragged the body from the arena and raked clean sand over crimsoned90 spots.
Sublatus had worked long and carefully with the praefect in charge of the games that the resultant program might afford the greatest possible entertainment for Caesar and the populace, thus winning for the Emperor a certain popularity that his own personality did not command.
Always the most popular events were those in which men of the patrician class participated, and so he counted much upon Cassius Hasta and Caecilius Metellus, but of even greater value for his purpose was the giant white barbarian, who already had captured the imagination of the people because of his exploits.
Wishing to utilize91 Tarzan in as many events as possible, Sublatus knew that it would be necessary to reserve the more dangerous ones for the latter part of the week, and so upon the first afternoon of the games Tarzan found himself thrust into the arena, unarmed, in company with a burly murderer, whom the master of the games had clothed in loin-cloth and leopard-skin similar to Tarzan.
A guard escorted them across the arena and halted them in the sand below the Emperor, where the master of the games announced that these two would fight with bare hands in any way that they saw fit and that he who remained alive or alone in the arena at the end of the combat would be considered victorious.
"The gate to the dungeons will be left open," he said, "and if either contestant63 gets enough he may quit the arena, but whoever does so forfeits92 the contest to the other."
The crowds booed. It was not to see such tame exhibitions as this that they had come to the Colosseum. They wanted blood. They wanted thrills, but they waited, for perhaps this contest might afford comedy—that they enjoyed, too. If one greatly outclassed the other, it would be amusing to see the weaker seek escape. They cheered Tarzan and they cheered the low-browed murderer. They shouted insults at the noble patrician who was master of the games, for they knew the safety and irresponsibility of numbers.
As the word was given the contestants to engage one another, Tarzan turned to face the low-browed, hulking brute93 against whom he had been pitted and he saw that some one had been at pains to select a worthy41 antagonist94 for him. The man was somewhat shorter than Tarzan, but great, hard muscles bulged95 beneath his brown hide, bulking so thick across his back and shoulders as almost to suggest deformity. His long arms hung almost to his knees, and his thick, gnarled legs suggested a man of bronze upon a pedestal of granite96. The fellow circled Tarzan, looking for an opening. He scowled97 ferociously98 as though to frighten his adversary99.
"There is the gate, barbarian," he cried in a low voice, pointing to the far end of the arena. "Escape while you are yet alive."
The crowd roared in approbation100. It enjoyed glorious sallies such as these. "I shall tear you limb from limb," shouted the murderer, and again the crowd applauded.
"I am here," said Tarzan, calmly.
"Flee!" screamed the murderer, and lowering his head he charged like an angry bull.
The ape-man sprang into the air and came down upon his antagonist, and what happened happened so quickly that no one there, other than Tarzan, knew how it had been accomplished101; only he knew that he clamped a reverse headlock upon the murderer.
What the crowd saw was the hulking figure hurtling to a hard fall. They saw him lying half-stunned102 upon the sand, while the giant barbarian stood with folded arms looking down upon him.
The fickle103 crowd rose from its benches, shrieking104 with delight. "Habet! Habet!" they cried, and thousands of closed fists were outstretched with the thumbs pointing downward, but Tarzan only stood there waiting, as the murderer, shaking his head to clear his brain, crawled slowly to his feet.
The fellow looked about him half-bewildered and then his eyes found Tarzan and with a growl86 of rage he charged again. Again the terrible hold was clamped upon him, and again he was hurled105 heavily to the floor of the arena.
The crowd screamed with delight. Every thumb in the Colosseum was pointed106 downward. They wanted Tarzan to kill his adversary. The ape-man looked up into Caesar's loge, where sat the master of the games with Sublatus.
The praefect waved a hand in an all-including gesture which took in the audience. "They demand his death," he said. "While he remains108 alive in the arena, you are not the victor."
"Does Caesar require that I kill this defenseless man?" demanded Tarzan, looking straight into the face of Sublatus.
"You have heard the noble praefect," replied the Emperor, haughtily.
"Good," said Tarzan. "The rules of the contest shall be fulfilled." He stooped and seized the unconscious form of his antagonist and raised it above his head. "Thus I carried your Emperor from his throne-room to the avenue!" he shouted to the audience.
Screams of delight measured the appreciation109 of the populace, while Caesar went white and red in anger and mortification110. He half rose from his seat, but what he contemplated111 was never fulfilled, for at that instant Tarzan swung the body of the murderer downward and back like a huge pendulum112 and then upward with a mighty113 surge, hurling114 it over the arena wall, full into the loge of Sublatus, where it struck Caesar, knocking him to the floor.
"I am alive and alone in the arena," shouted Tarzan, turning to the people, "and by the terms of the contest I am victor," and not even Caesar dared question the decision that was voiced by the shrieking, screaming, applauding multitude.
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forfeits
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