FERROVIUS.
That’s true. Yes: that is just. They will have their share in heaven.
SPINTHO.
(who has picked himself up and is sneaking past Ferrovius on his left, sneers derisively)!!
FERROVIUS.
(turning on him fiercely) What’s that you say?
SPINTHO.
(cornering). Nothing.
FERROVIUS.
(clenching his fist) Do animals go to heaven or not?
SPINTHO.
I never said they didn’t.
FERROVIUS.
(implacable) Do they or do they not?
SPINTHO.
They do: they do. (Scrambling out of Ferrovius’s reach). Oh, curse you for frightening me!
A bugle call is heard.
CENTURION.
(waking up) Tention! Form as before. Now then, prisoners, up with you and trot along spry. (The soldiers fall in. The Christians rise).