idle word-fencing of the lecture-room! No, Julian, you must go forth into life itself, with your own life in your hands
Julian.
I see it; I see it!
Gregory.
Yes, as Libanius sees it! You mocked at him. You said he knew the essence and the outward signs of all the virtues, but his doctrine was only a doctrine to him. How much of <g>you</g> belongs to God? How much may the Emperor demand?
Julian.
You said yourself it was unseemly
Gregory.
Towards whom? Towards God or the Emperor?
Julian.
[Quickly.] Well then: shall we go together?
Gregory.
[Evasively.] I have my little circle; I have my family to watch over. I have neither the strength nor the gifts for a larger task.
Julian.
[Is about to answer; suddenly he listens towards the right, and calls out.] To the bacchanal!
Basil.
Julian!
