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fear I am losing hold of him here, and now 'tis no longer of such moment.
The Emperor.
How could I deny you anything in such an hour? Go with God, Julian!
Julian.
[Kissing his hands.] Oh, thanks—thanks!
The Emperor.
And now to a banquet of rejoicing! My Capuan cook has invented some new fast-dishes, carp-necks in Chios wine, and Forward;—your place is next to me, Gallus Caesar!
[The procession begins to advance.]
Gallus.
[Softly.] Helena, what a marvellous change of fortune!
Helena.
Oh, Gallus, dawn is breaking over our hopes.
Gallus.
I can scarce believe it! Who has brought it about?
Helena.
Hush!
Gallus.
You, my beloved? Or who—who?
Helena.
Memnon's Spartan dog.
