IMHOTEP: Why will ye not let me die in peace?
ENENKHET: Here, my lord? Where none could be witness? Would you cheat the people of a holiday?
IMHOTEP: What have I done, that I should be torn from my wife and children and put away in this foul den?
ENENKHET: That is for the judge to say.
IMHOTEP: There was no poison in the cup I drank from.
ENENKHET: But when the Pharaoh handed the cup to his physician—having been warned….
SERSERU: Who warned him? Who warned him?
ENENKHET: Then the cup was full of poison.
IMHOTEP: [Furiously, to SERSERU.] Thou had'st the cup after me!
SERSERU: Thou liest! I touched it not. My sleeve brushed against it.
IMHOTEP: Thy sleeve was poisoned!
SERSERU: Would I could crush thee with these chains!
ENENKHET: Sirs, sirs, this is unseemly. What! Great lords wrangling! Fie, sirs, ye shall back to your cells.
SERSERU: [With abject horror.] Not to those dreams!
IMHOTEP: Not to that darkness! It is peopled with visions.
ENENKHET: [Cheerily.] Folks do say men see visions when they are about to die.
[The third cell opens, and JOSEPH appears on the threshold. He wears a tunic of camel's-hair, and he is girdled with a rope. He is not chained.]
JOSEPH: [With his uplifted arms.] I praise God for the light. I praise God for the sweet air. I praise God for His mercies!
