Put up the sword. For they that take the sword shall perish with the sword. [The sword falls from Simon’s hand.]
The Voice
Do not resist evil.
[There is a moment’s pause and then a Centurion enters from the right and goes menacingly up to Simon.]
The Centurion
Who are you that you rush against legionaries? Have you an army that you come against us? Are you a madman? Are you also one of his followers?
Simon
[Slowly.] I am his follower. [Procula, wailing, rushes into her house.]
The Centurion
[Turning and calling to someone off right.] Ho, Longinus, come; here is another. [To Simon.] What is your name and place?