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caesar's apostasy.
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Julian.
[Drawing the curtains together.] Who knows? If we are cautious, the storm may yet
Helena.
After such a defeat?
Julian.
Defeat? What are you talking of, my beloved?
Helena.
Have not the Alemanni defeated you?
Julian.
If they had, you would not have seen me alive.
Helena.
[Springing up.] Then, Lord of Heaven, what has happened?
Julian.
[Softly.] The worst, Helena;—a stupendous victory.
Helena.
Victory, you say! A stupendous victory? You have conquered, and yet?
Julian.
You know not how I stand. You see only the gilded outside of all a Caesar's misery.
Helena.
Julian!
