Maximus.
All my labour is vain, I tell you. Why could you not silence the psalm-singing? It strangled all the omens; they would have spoken, but could utter nothing.
Julian.
Silence, darkness;—and I can wait no longer! What do you counsel me to do?
Maximus.
Go forward blindly, Emperor Julian. The light will seek you out.
Julian.
Yes, yes, yes; that I, too, believe. I need not, after all, have sent for you all this long way. Know you what I have just heard——?
Maximus.
I will not know what you have heard. Take your fate into your own hands.