Scene
VI
Hadrian
What is wrong, Antiochus? Why have you returned, and with such a dejected air?
Antiochus
When you know the reason, you will be dejected too.
Hadrian
Come, what is it?
Antiochus
That little vixen whom you handed over to me to be tortured was first scourged in my presence, and I swear that not so much as the surface of her delicate skin was grazed. Then I had her cast into the fiery furnace which glowed scarlet with the tremendous heat.
Hadrian
Enough! Come to the point.
Antiochus
The flames belched forth, and five thousand men were burned to death.
Hadrian
And what happened to her?
Antiochus
You mean to Charity?
Hadrian
Who else?
Antiochus
She ran to and fro, playing in the fierce whirlwind of smoke and flame, and sang praises to her God. Those who watched closely said that three men dressed in white walked by her side.
Hadrian
I blush to see her again, as I have not been able to harm her.
Antiochus
She must perish by the sword like the others.
Hadrian
Let us use it then, and without delay.