Gallus.
I—I Caesar!
The Emperor.
My heir and my successor. In three days you will set out for the army in Asia. I know the Persian war is much on your mind
Gallus.
Oh, my most gracious sire!
The Emperor.
Thank me in deeds, my beloved Gallus! King Sapor lies west of the Euphrates. I know how solicitous you are for my life; be it your task, then, to crush him.
[He turns, takes Julian's head between his hands, and kisses him.
And you, Julian, my pious friend and brother—so
it needs must be.
Julian.
All blessings on the Emperor's will!
The Emperor.
Call down no blessings! Yet listen—I have thought of you too. Know, Julian, that now you can breathe freely in Constantinople
Julian.
Yes, praise be to Christ and the Emperor!
The Emperor.
You know it already? Who has told you?
Julian.
What, sire?
