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Hardly had Eboracus conveyed Domitia out of the Forum into a place of safety, than a rush of people down the street threatened to drive him back in the direction whence he had come. The drifting mob, as it cascaded down, cried: "The Pretorians are coming from their camp!"
It was so. Down the hill by the Tiburtine way marched a compact body of soldiery.