Claudia nodded sympathetically. 'Ah, a good foreman is always hard to find But the joys of farm life far outweigh the travails, or so I've always found. I think more than Aratus is bothering you, Gordianus.'

I looked at her sidelong. Her probing was beginning to touch on tender spots. 'I suppose I should confess that I miss my elder son.'

'Ah, young Eco. I met him when he helped you move in last autumn. A fine-looking young man. Why is he not here with you?'

'He's taken over my house on the Esquiline Hill in the city and seems quite content there. Well, you can't expect a young man of twenty-seven to choose the tranquillity of country life over the distractions of the city. Besides, he's newly married; the girl no doubt prefers to run her own household. Can you imagine a young bride competing with Bethesda for command of a household? I shudder at the thought. There would be no tranquillity in that! Also, his work is there. He does the sort of things that I used to do — dangerous, and I worry. Rome has become a dreadful place'

'One must let them go their own way eventually. Or so I've heard. And you still have children at home.'

'Yes, they were at each other's throats when I left the house. Meto is old enough to know better. He'll turn sixteen next month and put on his toga of manhood. He has no business fighting with Diana. She's only six. But she does delight in tormenting him…'

'Diana? Is that what you call her for short?'

'Well, Gordiana is too big a name for such a small girl, don't you agree? Besides, the name of the goddess suits her; she loves wild things. She's happy here in the country. I have to be careful that she doesn't go wandering too far on her own.'

'Ah, how big the farm must seem to a six-year-old. This ridge must be a mountain, the wall a great fortification, the stream a mighty river. And Meto, does he like the country?'