way. Can you suggest anything for egregius exul? Only "egregious exile"? I fear "egregious" is a good word ruined. No! You can't in this case improve on Conington. Now then for atqui sciebat quae sibi barbarus tortorpararet. The whole force of it lies in the atqui.'
'Although he knew,' Winton suggested.
'Stronger than that, I think.'
'He who knew well,' Malpass interpolated.
'Ye-es. "Well though he knew." I don't like Conington's "well-witting." It's Wardour Street.'
'Well though he knew what the savage torturer was—was getting ready for him,' said Winton.
'Ye-es. Had in store for him.'
'Yet he brushed aside his kinsmen and the people delaying his return.'
'Ye-es ; but then how do you render obstantes?'
'If it's a free translation mightn't obstantes and morantem come to about the same thing, sir?'
'Nothing comes to "about the same thing" with Horace, Winton. As I have said, Horace was not a journalist. No, I take it that his kinsmen bodily withstood his departure, whereas the crowd—populumque—the democracy stood about futilely pitying him and getting in the way. Now for that noblest of endings—quam si clientum, and King ran off into the quotation:
'As though some tedious business o'er
Of clients' court, his journey lay
Towards Venafrum's grassy floor
Or Sparta-built Tarentum's bay.
All right, Winton. Beetle, when you've quite
