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the emperor julian.
[act iv.
Julian.
Man, you lie! Where is he?
Ammian.
Fled!
Jovian.
Vanished like a shadow
Nevita.
Fled!
Jovian.
His guards protest that he disappeared almost under their very eyes.
Ammian.
His horse, too, is gone from its pen; the Persian must have fled over the plains.
Julian
Quench the fire, Nevita!
Nevita.
Impossible, my Emperor!
Julian.
Put it out, I say. It shall be possible!
Nevita.
Nothing could be more impossible. All the cables are cut; the rest of the ships are all drifting down upon the burning wrecks.
Prince Hormisdas.
[Coming from among the tents.] Curses upon my countrymen! Oh sire, how could you give ear to that deceiver?
