“Where have you been?” asked Secundus. “I’ve been waiting to find out how you snuck out of last night’s Convivio, Feast. More importantly, WHO you snuck out with. Opulentus couldn’t find his wife, Luxuriam, anywhere!”
Libertinus began to reply, “Oh that was . . .”
Nellus the Barristerus coughed in a warning sort of way.
“Err, that was last night. It’s all over and not at all important. Who I did see at Opulentus’s house this morning was old Lignarius the carpenter.”
“Lignarius?” exclaimed Secundus. “That carpenter who carved the huge wooden fresco for Caesar? I thought he was dead long ago.”
“Oh no. He’s alive and well. Put on stacks of weight and he has slowed down a lot but he still gets around.”
“Of course he does,” commented Verbo Ipsum. “Old carpenters never die, they just lumber around.”