Julian.
[Kisses them again.] They are like rose-leaves in this moonlight night.
The Emperor.
Well, well, well, Julian!
The Empress.
Forward; it is time.
The Emperor.
To go in before the presence of the Lord! I—I! Oh, pray for me Julian! They will offer me the consecrated wine. I see it! It glitters in the golden chalice like serpents’ eyes—— [Shrieks.] Bloody eyes——! Oh, Jesus Christ, pray for me!
The Empress.
The Emperor is ill——!