And the Titan raised his shaggy head; his eyes met those of the youth entranced—
"Who art thou? Whom dost thou summon?" asked Julian, speaking heavily in his dream.
"I call on thee!"
"I am but a mortal, and helpless."
"Thou art my brother; set me free!"
"Who has chained thee up anew?"
"The humble, the gentle,—who through cowardice forgive their enemies. Slaves! slaves!... O deliver me!"
"How can I deliver thee?"
"Be even as I am."
The smoke of the tripod obscured the apparition. Julian woke for a moment and the great hierophant, the teacher of rites, asked—