[Softly.] Constantius is but a wreck.
Julian.
Helena!
Helena.
I can bear it no longer, I tell you. Time is flying. Eusebia is gone; her empty seat invites me to honour and greatness, while I am ageing——
Julian.
You are not ageing; you are young and fair!
Helena.
No, no, no! Time speeds; I cannot bear this patiently; life slips away from me!
Julian.