HELIOGABALUS
Pardon an old soldier, little moonstone. I should say an inclination, an impulse—a prompting.
LUCIA
[Getting out of bed] Now I'll show you, Cæsar, that I do love you, with a Christian love.
HELIOGABALUS
[Somewhat at a loss] Positively, darling, you alarm me.
[She has got to HELIOGABALUS' bed by now. She enters the space between the two beds, and he sits up and takes her by the waist]
LUCIA
There!