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"
The
crowd
wants
battles
,
so
the
Emperor
gives
them
battles
,
"
Cassius
replied
,
"
and
your
gladiators
are
going
to
act
the
Battle
of
Carthage
.
You
have
no
choice
"
Their
voices
grew
quieter
as
they
walked
away
.
Among
the
passing
crowds
were
some
young
boys
from
rich
families
,
watched
by
their
servants
.
Maximus
took
no
notice
of
them
until
a
voice
suddenly
made
him
turn
his
head
.
"
Gladiator
!
"
It
was
one
of
the
boys
,
fair
-
haired
and
about
the
same
age
as
Maximus
’
s
son
.
"
Gladiator
,
are
you
the
one
they
call
’
the
Spaniard
?
’
"
he
asked
.
Maximus
moved
closer
to
the
boy
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
said
.
"
They
said
you
were
enormous
.
They
said
you
could
squeeze
a
man
’
s
head
until
it
broke
,
with
just
one
hand
,
"
said
the
boy
.
Maximus
looked
down
at
his
hand
.
"
A
man
’
s
?
No
.
.
.
"
he
said
He
held
out
his
hand
and
smiled
.
"
But
maybe
a
boy
’
s
.
.
.
"
The
boy
smiled
back
.
"
I
like
you
,
Spaniard
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
shall
cheer
for
you
.
"
Maximus
was
shocked
.
"
They
let
you
watch
the
games
?
"
he
asked
.
"
My
uncle
says
they
will
make
me
strong
,
"
the
boy
replied
.
"
But
what
does
your
father
say
?
"
"
My
father
’
s
dead
.
"
