being fed, they murmured that he was doing what Minucius had been appointed to do. The truth was, that the patricians were seized with an ugly passion called jealousy, and the more the people showed their gratitude to their benefactor, the angrier, the more jealous grew the patricians.
It was certain that Mælius was trying to win the favour of the people for his own ends, said his enemies one to the other. What was his ambition, they wondered, and how could they thwart it?
Minucius, who was more suspicious of the good plebeian than any one else, informed the Senate that Mælius held secret meetings in his house, where he had concealed a large number of arms. Moreover, he declared that Mælius had bribed the tribunes, and soon the Republic would be overturned, while the traitor would reign as king.
The Senate, alarmed by such a report, did not stay to find out if it were true or false, but at once determined to elect a Dictator.
Cincinnatus was once again entreated to leave his plough, to come to Rome and save his country.
So, lest his country should be betrayed by the honest plebeian, Cincinnatus hastened to the city, and appointing one named Ahala master of the horse, bade him summon Mælius to the Forum. Here the Dictator awaited the traitor, sitting on his tribunal.
Mælius knew all that had been said against him, and not wishing to be accused of treason, he refused to go with Ahala, and appealed to the people he had helped to support him.
But Ahala, furious that the plebeian dared to ignore his summons, drew a dagger and stabbed Mælius to death.
The people, horrified at the fate of their friend, rushed to the Forum and demanded that the Dictator should punish Ahala.
But this Cincinnatus refused to do, saying that even if
