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caesar's apostasy.
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Oribases.
[Drawing nearer.] What is your purpose, my lord?
Julian.
Ask not.
Eutherius.
Hark to the clamour! Up, up, my Caesar!
Julian.
First down,—then up. [To Maximus.] The sanctuary, my beloved brother?
Maximus.
Straight below, in the second vault.
Oribases.
Caesar, Caesar,—whither are you going?
Maximus.
To freedom.
Julian.
Through darkness to light. Ah!
[He descends into the lower galleries.
Maximus.
[Softly, looking after him.] So it has come at last!
Eutherius.
Speak, speak; what mean these hidden arts?
Oribases.
And now, when every instant is precious
