Who am I, to forgive my brother? Peace be upon you!
(_She turns towards her house_.)
OZIAS (_rising,_). Stay!
JUDITH. I go to prepare myself for that which I have to do. (_Exit into
the house_.)
(_A soldier shows himself, back._)
OZIAS. Friend!
FIRST SOLDIER (_approaching and saluting_). Lord! Your command!
OZIAS. Send to me the officer of the watch.
FIRST SOLDIER. Lord, the honourable lieutenant lies sick.
(Haggith _appears at the door of the house_.)
OZIAS. Thirst has overcome him?
FIRST SOLDIER (_bowing_). He raves on the bed, lord, and his tongue is
like the tongue of a dog.
OZIAS. Who then commands the watch by the watchfires this night?
FIRST SOLDIER. I, lord. The watchfires wait the torch.
OZIAS. Will you, too, faint, and will your tongue be like the tongue of
a dog?
FIRST SOLDIER (_grimly_), Not mine, lord.
OZIAS. DO the people complain?
FIRST SOLDIER. Lord, they whine and snivel mightily.
_Enter_ Haggith _with a small sack._
OZIAS. Is the secret way shut?
FIRST SOLDIER. Shut and barred, lord.
OZIAS. It must be opened.... Stand! I will see to it.
FIRST SOLDIER.
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