Page:The collected works of Henrik Ibsen (Volume 5).djvu/244

From Wikisource
Jump to navigation Jump to search
This page needs to be proofread.
208
caesar's apostasy.
[act v.

Julian.

Speak, my Maximus!

Maximus.

All my labour is vain, I tell you. Why could you not silence the psalm-singing? It strangled all the omens; they would have spoken, but could utter nothing.

Julian.

Silence, darkness;—and I can wait no longer! What do you counsel me to do?

Maximus.

Go forward blindly, Emperor Julian. The light will seek you out.

Julian.

Yes, yes, yes; that I, too, believe. I need not, after all, have sent for you all this long way. Know you what I have just heard——?

Maximus.

I will not know what you have heard. Take your fate into your own hands.

Julian.

[Pacing restlessly up and down.] After all, what is he, this Constantius—this Fury-haunted sinner, this mouldering ruin of what was once a man?

Maximus.

Be that his epitaph, Emperor Julian!

Julian.

In his whole treatment of me, has he not been like a rudderless wreck,—now drifting to the left