Scene XI

SOLDIERS. We have brought the girls you asked for.

SISINNIUS. Agape, and you, Chionia, take my advice.

AGAPE. And if we do, what then?

SISINNIUS. You will sacrifice to the gods.

AGAPE. We offer a perpetual sacrifice of praise to the true God, the

eternal Father, to His Son, co-eternal, and to the Holy Ghost.

SISINNIUS. I do not speak of that sacrifice. That is prohibited on pain

of the most severe penalties.

AGAPE. You have no power over us, and can never compel us to sacrifice

to demons.

SISINNIUS. Do not be obstinate. Sacrifice to the gods, or by order of

the Emperor Diocletian I must put you to death.

CHIONIA. Your Emperor has ordered you to put us to death, and you must

obey, as we scorn his decree. If you were to spare us out of pity, you

also would die.

SISINNIUS. Come, soldiers! Seize these blasphemers and fling them alive

into the flames.

SOLDIERS. We will build a pyre at once. The fierceness of the fire will

soon put an end to their insolence.

AGAPE. O Lord, we know Thy power! It would not be anything strange or

new if the fire forgot its nature and obeyed Thee. But we are weary of

this world, and we implore Thee to break the bonds that chain our souls,

and to let our bodies be consumed that we may rejoice with Thee in

heaven.

SOLDIERS. O wonderful, most wonderful! Their spirits have left their

bodies, but there is no sign of any hurt. Neither their hair, nor their

garments, much less their bodies, have been touched by the flames!

SISINNIUS. Bring Irena here.

SOLDIERS. There she is.

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