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I do but deliver the Emperor's commands.

I—I Caesar!—Ah, where is Gallus?

Oh, do not ask me.

Where is Gallus? Tell me, I conjure you,—where is Gallus?

[Standing up.] Gallus Caesar is with his beloved wife.

Dead?

In bliss, with his wife.

Dead! dead! Gallus dead! Dead in the midst of his triumphal progress! But when,—and where?

Oh, my dear lord, spare me

[Struggling with the guards at the door.] I must go to him! Aside, I say!—Julian!

Gregory, brother,—after all, you come again?