Procula
And I. Jesus must live. Oh, move Simon to strike.
Acte
More lives than this magician’s wait on Simon. [An Attendant of Procula enters from left.]
Attendant
[Calling.] Pilate has gone up toward the Judgment Hall.
Procula
Beg him to stay for me, for one word more. I’ll follow. [Attendant goes out left. To Acte.] Command my household, wait here for Simon. [Seizing Acte and pointing toward the Judgment Hall.] In there and at this hour the fate of earth and heaven dangles in the hands of blind men. Tell Simon this, see that his eyes are open.
[Procula hastens into her house. During Procula’s words one of Acte’s Attendants, who has strayed off right has reëntered, looking off.]