"Fear nothing; at a word from you I will go away."
"Why have you come?"
"I wished to know if indeed...."
"What matters it, Julian? We cannot understand each other."
"Do you really believe in 'Him,' Arsinoë?"
She made no answer and lowered her eyes.
"Do you remember our night at Athens?" continued the Emperor. "Do you
remember then how you tempted me, the Galilean monk, as now I am
tempting you? The old pride, the old force, are still on your face,
Arsinoë, and not humility, O slave of the Galilean! Tell me the
truth."
"I wish for power," she said in a low tone.
"Power! Then you still remember our compact--our alliance?" exclaimed
Julian joyfully.