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"
Yes
"
said
Maximus
,
looking
down
at
the
figures
.
Juba
thought
about
it
"
What
do
you
say
to
them
?
"
Maximus
looked
at
his
friend
.
"
To
my
son
,
to
keep
his
head
up
when
he
rides
his
horse
,
"
he
said
.
"
And
to
my
wife
.
.
.
that
’
s
private
.
"
Juba
smiled
.
Commodus
walked
up
and
down
in
his
room
.
He
was
a
worried
man
.
There
was
one
other
person
with
him
:
Senator
Falco
.
"
An
emperor
cannot
rule
if
he
is
not
loved
!
"
Commodus
said
to
Falco
.
"
And
now
they
love
Maximus
because
he
let
Tigris
live
.
I
can
’
t
kill
him
now
or
they
will
hate
me
.
But
I
can
’
t
just
let
him
continue
like
this
-
every
day
he
adds
another
insult
.
It
’
s
like
a
bad
dream
.
"
"
Every
day
his
power
is
greater
,
"
said
Falco
.
"
And
the
people
are
getting
braver
.
The
Senate
sees
it
,
too
.
This
is
not
something
that
will
go
away
in
a
few
days
or
weeks
.
Rome
is
beginning
to
move
against
you
.
He
must
die
.
"
"
Then
they
will
love
him
even
more
!
"
shouted
Commodus
.
He
began
walking
again
and
soon
he
was
calmer
.
"
When
I
went
to
the
Senate
today
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
purposely
told
them
about
selling
the
wheat
to
pay
for
the
games
.
And
what
happened
?
"
"
Nothing
,
"
said
Falco
.
