It was almost dawn when the boats arrived at the mouth of the Tiber. When the old man e lifted his steering paddle and used it to gentle tap Idaeus on the shoulder until he was awake. He then did the same to Polybus. After the appeared to be fully awake he said. “We are almost back to Latium. Wake the other boys to row up the river. The Tide is rising and will help us.” Then he looked at Brutus and said, “Let Brutus rest. He wept most of the night and was very restless.”
“The sadness of yesterday will be very difficult to overcome.” Idaeus commented. He was now fully awake and nudged Antenor to consciousness. The four boys now grasps their oars and with the soft count and direction ...view middle of the document...
Wait until Ascanius get here. He will know what is to be done. I have to leave you now.” Whereupon he walked down the river bank towards the sea.
Ascanius had already known of their return from some other citizen when Brutus and Silvius the younger found him in his home. But he said hoping that what be related to him was not true. He was at the door to meet them. “Brutus, Silvius, I did not expect to see you so soon.”
Brutus could not control himself any longer. Tears flowed. “Grand-sire!” he fell on Ascanius shoulders and come out with, “My Sire has been killed!” then between a sob he blurted, “And I did it!”
Until now Ascanius had heard that Silvius the elder was dead but the details were still unknown. With this added detail he clung to his grandson. “How could this be so?” But Brutus was sobbing uncontrollably and was unable respond. While still holding Brutus on his shoulder, Ascanius turned and looked quizzically at Silvius the younger.
“It was an accident!” Silvius the younger answered. Tears rolled down his cheeks, but between sobs he was able to relate the story of shooting at the pigeon and how the errant arrow pierced Silvius the elder.
“Let’s go and bring my son back here to the house,” Then he called for a servant and said to him, “Hook the mule to a cart and meet at the river’s edge with it.”
He again turned to Brutus and Silvius the younger and said, “You did very well sailing back.” He too was working hard to keep the tears from flowing, “And at night! My son did a remarkable job when he taught you how to sail.”
“We didn’t do it alone,” Silvius the younger said, “An old man with blue eyes, long white
hair and a beard helped us; in fact, he did it all while we...