_A lamp is burning_.
BAGOAS (_at back entrance to tent, calling to people off_). To your
beds, all of you. Let none remain. (_He stands a moment at the entrance;
a few distant shouts are heard; then silence_. Bagoas _comes within the
tent towards the couch. To_ Holofernes.) The waiters are gone, Prince.
There is no one left to disturb the night.
HOLOFERNES. Hast thou seen her?
BAGOAS (_after a pause_). No, prince.
HOLOFERNES. But didst thou look?
BAGOAS. I looked, O illustrious.
HOLOFERNES. Is there moonlight?
BAGOAS. The moon is clouded, highness.
HOLOFERNES. Give me wine. (Bagoas _obeys_.) Bagoas!
BAGOAS. Prince?
(_The hangings of the tent R., balloon inwards a little_.)
HOLOFERNES (_looking behind him sharply, spilling some wine_). The wind
is rising.
BAGOAS. It is but a night breeze.
HOLOFERNES (_as he drinks gloomily_). Bagoas, she has escaped back to
her own people.
BAGOAS (_aside_). I would she had, the jade! (_To_ Holofernes.) Prince,
she cannot escape. Every path from the valley is guarded.
HOLOFERNES. What guard could restrain such a woman?
BAGOAS. Ah! Prince! What guard could restrain her?
HOLOFERNES.
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