I would however need some plausible reason for my temporary absence from here, though."The President thought for a moment. "That girl, Jeeves. She doe... not appear to be very happy, and is not very compliant with my wishes, much though she hides it. What if I were to instruct you to return her to her family, and seek out a replacement that would be more to my liking?" An excellent suggestion, sir. Does her family live some distance from here?" Her parents have a landholding something like fifty. I went and got the car. I pulled up to the curb to pick John and Carol up. Carol said to John she wanted to talk to me for a minute.She pulled me aside and whispered, "Can I ride in the back with John?"I nodded my okay. John opened the back door and climbed in. Carol followed him into the back seat. John looked pleasantly surprised. I started the car and drove towards home. I could hear some whispering from the back seat. I adjusted the mirror so I could see what was going on. Carol had. While we were talking over coffee one day, Beckey had an idea. “I know someone that you may want to meet,” she said, “I think he might be the type who will satisfy you.”I sighed a little, but said, “Go on.”“His name is Jeff,” she continued, “He is quite a gentleman. Polite, friendly, nice looking. I think you will like him. I can give him your number if you agree.”“Sure,” I said with a shrug. I wasn’t really sure about this, but I knew I needed to get back into dating sometime.That evening Jeff. It might not seem a stroke of luck, but if we could win then we would show that Romans were not invincible, and it might spread the flames of rebellion further. Of course, if we lost then we would be crucified by nightfall.The army, our army, fell naturally into two bands – the locals, and the slaves and gladiators. I was general of the latter. I had little idea how to do this, but I did have two clear ideas. The gladiators were experts at individual fighting. They were not trained – with one.