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] fear I am losing hold of him here, and now 'tis no longer of such moment.

How could I deny you anything in such an hour? Go with God, Julian!

[Kissing his hands.] Oh, thanks—thanks!

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.]

[Softly.] Helena, what a marvellous change of fortune!

Oh, Gallus, dawn is breaking over our hopes.

I can scarce believe it! Who has brought it about?

Hush!

You, my beloved? Or who—who?

Memnon's Spartan dog.