HELIOGABALUS
The things necessary for your ceremony of holy marriage. I assume that you carry them with you. [The din increases] It's the New Year—and I turn over a new leaf!
LUCIA
[In astonishment; protesting] But, Cæsar—
HELIOGABALUS
Nonsense, my dear. Tomorrow it may be raining, or there may be a parade—[To SIMON] And now, Doctor, you may begin. Do I stand here?
[The din still increases]
LUCIA
[Swept off her feet] But, Cæsar, your other wives!