A RATHER UNPLEASANT JOB, PART TWO ( final part )
A burst of raucous laughter came from the sitting legionaries, and the centurion frowned, and shook his vine staff at them. “ Now then lads” he said sternly “ Let’s keep the noise down eh? Let’s have a bit of respect round here!” Chastened, the legionaries began to talk quietly, this time only an occasional smile creasing their leathery faces. Most of the sightseers were gone now; back to the city, or wherever they had come from, but that woman still stood there, and his gaze slid over her, and... Sign in to see full entry.