Publio

"The same sort that has existed before," answered Publio, setting the platter on the table with a sigh of relief, for it was heavily laden; he knew his guest of old.

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"For Mitra's sake, be silent!" ejaculated Publio, sweat starting out on his brow.

The Bloody Crown Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2003

The desperado bowed and hurried out, with a vague feeling that Publio was both a man of weak stomach and few words.

The Bloody Crown Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2003

Publio complied so readily that Conan's suspicions were lulled, and without further hesitation he sat down and devoured enough for three men.

The Bloody Crown Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2003

"Gebal!" shouted Publio frantically, recoiling until he crouched against the wall.

The Bloody Crown Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2003

"Where is Conan, he who was king of Aquilonia?" demanded the tallest of the four in a passionless monotone that made Publio shudder.

The Bloody Crown Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2003

"What word, Publio?" demanded Conan, recognizing his host.

The Bloody Crown Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2003

Publio shook his head mutely, his tongue frozen to his palate.

The Bloody Crown Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2003

So Publio sat and shook with terror of the silent, inscrutable figure which watched him, until the three Khitans filed back into the room, with the news that Conan's body did not lie upon the sands.

The Bloody Crown Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2003

"He is gone to the house of Servio, near the waterfront, to search for the Zingaran Beloso," gasped Publio, all his power of resistance gone out of him.

The Bloody Crown Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2003