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"It is of no use in the world, Plancus, your attempting to reason me out of a fixed resolve," said the lady Longa Duilia, peevishly. "My Corbulo shall not have a shabby funeral."
"Madam, I do not suggest that," said the steward humbly, rubbing his hands.