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caesar's apostasy.
[act iii.
Maximus.
With the shades.
Julian.
Name my guests!
Maximus.
Not now. Hark, hark!
Julian.
What is that? There is a rushing, as of a storm, through the house
Maximus.
[Shrieks.] Julian! Julian! Julian! Julian. Speak, speak! What is befalling us? Maximus. The hour of annunciation is upon thee! Julian. [Springing up and shrinking far back from the table.] Ah! [The table lamps seem on the point of extinction; over the great bronze lamp rises a bluish circle of light.
Maximus.
[Casting himself wholly down.] Thine eye toward the light!
Julian.
Yonder?
Maximus.
Yes, yes!
