“She was wearing the clothing of a young female slave of no particular skills, suitable for a scullery maid or the like: a single light tunic with no overwrap, and sandals coiled from straw rope. She carried a bindle with a second tunic wrapped around the few possessions that a girl of her type might own: a yellow linen sash; an almost-empty jar of eye shadow; a pair of earrings twisted from gold-washed iron wire; and an ivory comb from which half the teeth had been broken. Agrippinus himself ha...d gone to the Tiber Market and bought a girl named Popiliana, just imported from Syria. She spoke no Latin and her Greek was doubtful; even her Aramaic was so bad that the majordomo doubted it was the girl’s first language. Alphena wore Popiliana’s clothes and carried her possessions. The real servant was dizzyingly happy with a pair of embroidered linen tunics, leather slippers, gold ear studs, and a comb that, though horn, was new and had all its teeth. The linkman at the head of the procession stopped at a door opening on to the alley.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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