Julian.
Ah!
Eunapius.
What a scene followed! Weeping under the assailants’ insults and blows, the dancing-girls fled from the outer court to us within. The Galileans fell upon us all, belaboured us and affronted us in the most shameful manner.
Julian.
[Descending from his throne.] Wait, wait!
Eunapius.
Alas, would that their violence had fallen on us alone! But the madmen went further. Yes, gracious Emperor—in one word, the altar is overthrown, the statue of the goddess dashed to pieces, the entrails of the sacrifices cast out to the dogs——
Julian.
[Pacing up and down.] Wait, wait, wait!