Julian.
Jovian,—what then?
Jovian.
Sire, a terrible, a monstrous stream of fire burst out of the caverns. A thundering noise shook the whole city. The vaults burst asunder; hundreds of workmen were killed in them, and the few who escaped fled with lacerated limbs.
Whispering Voices.
The Galileans' God!
Julian.
Can I believe all this? Did you see it?
Jovian.
With my own eyes. We began anew. Sire, in the presence of many thousands—awestruck, kneeling, exulting, praying—the same wonder was twice repeated.
Julian.
[Pale and trembling.] And then? In one word,—what has the Emperor achieved in Jerusalem?
Jovian.
The Emperor has fulfilled the Galilean's prophecy.
Julian.
Fulfilled?
Jovian.
Through you is the saying accomplished: "Not one stone shall remain upon another."
