The tribune Scudilo, who escorted him, thought it advisable to have him executed.
Julian.
Where? Not in Rome?
Leontes.
No, my lord; it happened on the journey thither,—in the city of Pola, in Illyria.
Julian.
[Bowing himself.] The Emperor is great and righteous.—The last of the race, Gregory!—The Emperor Constantius is great.
Leontes.
[Taking a purple robe from one of his attendants.] Noble Caesar, deign to array yourself——
Julian.