Caesar, in his exaltation, remains what he was,—the poor lover of wisdom, who owes all to the Emperor’s grace.—To the Governor’s palace, my friends!
Voices among the Quaestor’s Retinue.
Room, room for Julian Caesar!
[All go out through the court, amid the acclamations of the crowd; only Gregory and Basil remain behind.
Basil.
Gregory? Whatever comes of this—let us hold together.
Gregory.
Here is my hand.
ACT FOURTH
At Lutetia, in Gaul. A hall in Caesar’s palace, “The Warm Baths,” outside the city. Entrance, door in the back; to the right, another smaller door; in front, on the left, is a window with curtains.