JOSEPH AND HIS BRETHREN
Nesta. She hath only told half the tale.
Mehtu. She never knew she had cut herself till we showed her the wound.
Tamai [In distress] Forbear! Forbear!
Zuleika. Come! What is the jest?
Anset. She was wholly lost in gazing
Tamai. Mercy! Mercy!
Zuleika [Angrily] Gazing on whom? Must I grow angered?
Taherer. On my Lord Joseph.
Zuleika [Seizing Tamai's wounded hand, with rage] Thou!
Tamai. [In agony] My hand! My hand!
Zuleika. [Still holding her; fiercely] Thou wast with him anon in the garden!
Tamai. [With sincere sorrow] With Joseph, my lady—? Alas, no!
Zuleika. [With a bitter laugh] That ringeth true. [To the others] Which of you was it, then?
Nesta. Not I.
Taherer. Nor I.
Arilennu. Was he there?
Anset. Had I known he was there
Mehtu. I should have forestalled thee!
[Wakara enters R.]
Zuleika [Eagerly] Wakara!
Wakara. He is here.
Zuleika. Ah—! Bid him wait!
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