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Julian.
My Helena! What has befallen you?
Helena.
Myrrha, Myrrha! Save me from the women, Myrrha!
The Physician Oribases.
[Entering from the back.] What horror do I hear? Is it true? Ah!
Julian.
Helena! My love, light of my life!
Helena.
Away from me! Oh sweet Jesus, help!
[She half swoons among the slave-girls.
Julian.
She is raving. What can it be, Oribases?—See—see her eyes, how large!
Oribases.
[To Myrrha.] What has the Princess taken? What has she been eating or drinking?
Julian.
Ah, you think?
Oribases.
Answer, women; what have you given the Princess
Myrrha.
<g>We</g>? Oh nothing, I swear; she herself
