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Is it true, what rumour is scattering like a storm of arrows over the city?

I am myself transfixed by one of its arrows. Dare I believe in this blending of good hap and of ill?

For Christ's sake, bid the tempter avaunt!

The Emperor's commands, Gregory!

You will trample on your brother's bloody corpse

Bloody?

Know you it not? Gallus Caesar was murdered.

[Clasping his hands.] Murdered?

Ah, who is this audacious?

Murdered? Murdered? [To .] Tell me he lies!

Gallus Caesar has fallen through his own misdeeds.