Bad news from the west, sire?
Julian.
Nevita, tell me, how long will it take us to reach Ctesiphon?
Nevita.
It cannot be done in less than thirty days.
Julian.
It must be done in less! Thirty days! A whole month! And while we are creeping forward here, I must let those madmen——
Nevita.
You know yourself, sire, that, on account of the ships, we must follow all the windings of the river. The current is rapid, and the bed, too, shallow and stony. I hold it impossible to proceed more quickly.
Julian.