Julian.
How many of our men think you have fallen, Anatolus?
Anatolus.
Certainly not a few, sire; but I am sure the Persians have lost more than we.
Julian.
Yes, yes; but many have fallen, both Greeks and Romans. Do you not think so?
Anatolus.
Surely you are unwell, my Emperor. Your face is so pale——
Julian.
Look at those lying there,—some on their backs, others on their faces, with outstretched arms. They must all be dead?