it is a healing pain, domine.
suetonius did not wish for rudeness, but he could not allow himself to be distracted after he had limped this distance.
i am exercising,added the man by way of vague explanation.
determination carried him deeper into the water, but only abusive mental force exerted against himself at last placed suetonius in the water. he grunted to fight the gasp, plunging his head beneath and feeling such a cold bite at every part of his skin that it was scarcely bearable. but suetonius surfaced and did it a second time, and a third, until at last he was tingling and fully awake.
those first strokes pulled the healing leg terribly, and water poured from between his gnashing teeth. but he had not clawed way up ranks of blood to be quelled by some ice. shivering set in when one was at rest; therefore he did not allow himself any rest until he was simply unable to go on.
a new anguish, then, to clamber back; he had not yet glanced to see if the mottled maid had remained, though now that he felt productive, suetonius knew he would also be more amenable.

