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... living verdict of history. He led a single cohort of the Scholae Palatinae, not the whole conquering host-mail polished to a mirror sheen, crimson plumes unyielding, faces set like the stones of the walls they passed. No banners snapped above them; the only music was the measured beat of shod hooves on ancient flagstones. Every shuttered window concealed a face, every portico held its silence. The people watched with the mute dread of a city waiting for fire. But the imperial column rode with d ...
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