Lybian sun-horses. How did that end? Have you forgotten—have you forgotten your heathendom, I had almost said?—Pardon me, Decentius, for wounding your pious ear.
Decentius.
Caesar delights his servant's ear; he cannot wound it.
Julian.
Yes, yes; bear with Caesar's jesting. In truth I know not how else to take the matter.—Here they are.
Severus and Florentius, together with other captains and gentlemen of Caesar's court, enter from the back.
Julian.
[Advancing to receive them.] Greeting to you, brothers in arms and friends. Blame me not overmuch for summoning you hither, straight from the dust and toil of the march; truly, I should not have grudged you some hours' rest; but
Florentius.
Has aught of moment happened, my lord?
Julian.
Aye, truly. Can you tell me—what was lacking to complete Caesar's happiness?
Florentius.
What should be lacking to complete Caesar's happiness?
