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caesar's apostasy.
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Severus.
Too much, noble Caesar? By no means. Who doubts that the Emperor knows how to set due bounds to his favour?
Florentius.
This is in truth a rare and remarkable distinction
Severus.
I should even call it beyond measure rare and remarkable
Florentius.
And especially does it afford a striking proof that our august Emperor's mind is free from all jealousy
Severus.
An unexampled proof, I venture to call it.
Florentius.
But then, what has not Caesar achieved in these few years in Gaul?
Julian.
A year-long dream, dear friends! I have achieved nothing. Nothing, nothing!
Florentius.
All this your modesty counts as nothing? What was the army when you took command? A disorderly rabble
Severus.
without coherence, without discipline, without direction