Julian.
[Weeping.] Oh, Gallus, would I might die or be banished in your stead! I am wrecking my soul here. I ought to forgive—and I cannot. Evil grows in me; hate and revenge whisper in my ear——
Gallus.
[Rapidly, looking towards the church.] There he comes!
Julian.
Be prudent, my beloved brother!—Ah, Hekebolius!
The church door has meanwhile been opened. The congregation streams forth; some pass away, others remain standing to see the Court pass. Among those who come out is Hekebolius; he wears priestly dress.
Hekebolius.
[On the point of passing out to the left.] Is that you, my Julian? Ah, I have again passed a heavy hour for your sake.
Julian.