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The
crowd
was
completely
quiet
.
Maximus
saw
his
own
hand
on
the
gate
,
pushing
it
open
.
.
.
Walking
away
from
him
was
a
woman
,
and
a
child
running
.
.
.
They
looked
back
and
smiled
at
him
.
.
.
Maximus
fell
to
the
sand
.
Out
of
the
silence
,
Lucilla
crossed
the
arena
to
the
place
where
he
lay
.
She
took
him
in
her
arms
.
She
could
see
that
she
could
not
save
him
,
but
she
wanted
him
to
hear
her
before
the
end
.
"
Maximus
,
"
Lucilla
said
softly
.
Maximus
’
s
dying
eyes
opened
again
.
"
Lucius
is
safe
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Yes
.
"
"
Our
sons
live
.
"
Lucilla
smiled
.
"
Our
sons
live
.
And
they
are
proud
.
"
She
kissed
him
,
crying
,
and
whispered
,
"
Go
to
them
.
You
’
re
home
.
"
Maximus
walked
through
the
wheat
field
.
.
.
The
beautiful
woman
stopped
and
turned
.
She
called
to
the
boy
.
He
stopped
running
and
looked
back
.
The
boy
then
started
running
back
along
the
road
,
toward
the
man
in
the
wheat
field
,
toward
his
father
,
who
was
coming
home
at
last
.
