Well, well; what if it were so?
Gregory.
In that terrible earthquake that ravaged Caesarea two years ago, all the temples but one were destroyed.
Julian.
Yes, yes; the temple of Fortuna.
Gregory.
At the meeting whereof I speak, the congregation determined to complete God’s work of judgment, in testimony that they would trust wholly and solely to him, and no longer tolerate the abomination in their midst.
Julian.
[Hoarsely.] Gregory,—once my friend—do you hold your life dear?
Gregory.