Livy was already going away. But Pollio grinned at the retreating back and said in a loud voice for his benefit:the spring or drinking it-and I'm told that they do both things simultaneously-Paduans are able to believe whatever they like and believe it so strongly that they can make anyone else believe it. That's how the city has got such a wonderful commercial reputation. The blankets and rugs they make there are really no better than
"A decent fellow, Livy is, but there's one thing wrong with him. It's a disease called Faduanity."
This made Livy stop and rum round. "What's wrong with Padua? I won't hear a word against the place."
Follio explained to me. "It's where he was born, you know. Somewhere in the Northern Provinces. There's a famous hot-spring there, of extraordinary properties. You can always tell a Paduan. By bathing in the water of
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