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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text><body><div n="urn:cts:latinLit:phi0914.phi001.perseus-eng3" type="edition" xml:lang="eng"><div n="8" subtype="book" type="textpart"><div n="33" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="3" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>The Master of the Horse was ordered to appear on the following day. As,
							however, everybody assured him that Papirius was so upset and embittered
							by the resistance he had met with that he would be more furious than
							ever, Fabius left the camp secretly and reached Rome in the night. </p></div><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> On the advice of his father, M. Fabius, who had been thrice consul as
							well as Dictator, a meeting of the senate was at once summoned. </p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Whilst his son was describing to the senators the violence and injustice
							of the Dictator, suddenly the noise of the lictors clearing the way in
							front of the Senate-house was heard and the Dictator himself appeared,
							having followed him up with some light cavalry as soon as he heard that
							he had quitted the camp. </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Then the contention began again, and Papirius ordered Fabius to be
							arrested. Though not only the leaders of the senate but the whole House
							sought to deprecate his wrath, he remained unmoved and persisted in his
							purpose. </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Then M. Fabius, the father, said: “Since neither the authority of
							the senate nor the years which I, whom you are preparing to bereave of a
							son, have reached, nor the noble birth and personal merits of the Master
							of the Horse whom you yourself appointed, and entreaties such as have
							often mitigated the fierceness of human foes and pacified the anger of
							offended deities —since none of these move you —I claim the intervention
							of the tribunes of the plebs and appeal to the people. </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> As you are seeking to escape from the judgment which the army has passed
							upon you and which the senate is passing now, I summon you before the
							one judge who has at all events more power and authority than your
							Dictatorship. </p></div><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> I shall see whether you will submit to an appeal to which a Roman king
							—Tullus Hotilius —submitted.” <note anchored="true" n="14" resp="ed" place="unspecified">Alluding to the case of Horatius, Book
								I. p. 31.</note> He at once left the Senate-house for the </p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Assembly. Thither the Dictator also proceeded with a small party, whilst
							the Master of the Horse was accompanied by all the leaders of the senate
							in a body. They had both taken their places on the rostra when Papirius
							ordered Fabius to be removed to the space </p></div><div n="11" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> below. His father followed him and turned to Papirius with the remark,
							“You do well to order us to be removed to a position from which
							we can speak as private </p></div><div n="12" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> citizens.” For some time regular debate was out of the question,
							nothing was heard but mutual </p></div><div n="13" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> altercations. At last the loud and indignant tones of the elder Fabius
							rose above the hubbub as he expatiated on the tyranny and brutality of
							Papirius. He himself, he said, had been Dictator, and not a single
							person, not a single plebeian, whether centurion or private soldier, had
							ever suffered any wrong from </p></div><div n="14" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> him. But Papirius would wrest victory and triumph from a Roman commander
							just as he would from hostile generals. What a difference there was
							between the moderation shown by the men of old and this new fashion of
							ruthless </p></div><div n="15" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> severity! The Dictator, Quinctius Cincinnatus, rescued the consul, L.
							Minucius, from a blockade, and the only punishment he inflicted was to
							leave him as second in command of the </p></div><div n="16" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> army. <note anchored="true" n="15" resp="ed" place="unspecified">See Vol.
								I. pp. 169, 172.</note> L. Furius, after expressing his contempt for
							the age and authority of M. F. Camillus, incurred a most disgraceful
							defeat, <note anchored="true" n="16" resp="ed" place="unspecified">See
								Book Vi. p. 28.</note> but Camillus not only checked his anger for
							the moment and refrained from putting in his despatches to the people,
							or rather to the senate, anything reflecting on his colleague, but on
							his return to Rome, after the senate had allowed him to choose from the
							consular tribunes one to be associated with him in his command, he
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