Nerva.
... with sizzling, red-hot tongs....
Asterius.
... roasted over scorching flames and thrown to wild beasts to be devoured! [He goes by the curtained way.]
Nerva.
... hungry wild beasts ... munch ... crunch! to be devoured! M-m-m! [He follows Asterius.]
Pertinax.
Oh, infamous! And all because of your abominable miracles! [To Valentinus. He goes out by the door.]
[Valentinus sits quietly meditating in the waning light, and to him comes Quartilla with her caged bird.]