[In confusion.] And you dare to——!
The Philosopher.
Ay, ay, you are wroth on your master’s account, but——
Julian.
Far from it; on the contrary—that is to say——
Listen; my place is somewhat near that young prince. I would gladly learn——
[Turns.]
Go apart, Agathon; I must speak alone with this man.
[Withdraws a few steps along with the[the] stranger.
You said “shine forth”? “Shine forth over the empire?” What do you know, what can any of you know, of Prince Julian?