[He goes up to the Old Priest.
What do I see? One solitary old man! Where are your brethren of the temple?
The Old Priest.
Sire, they are all dead but I.
Julian.
All dead! The road laid irreverently close to the sanctuary. The venerable grove hewn down——
Old man—where are the sacrificial offerings?
The Old Priest.
[Pointing to the basket.] Here, sire!
Julian.