bones, then almost, were they not divine, they could weep. Be quick. Repent of your doubt.
ILLANAUN Most reverend Deity, it is a mighty doubt.
CITIZENS Nothing has killed him! They are not the gods!
SLAG (to Agmar) You have a plan, my Master. You have a plan?
AGMAR Not yet, Slag. (Enter the dromedary men.)
ILLANAUN (to Oorander) These are the men that went to the shrines at Marma.
OORANDER (in a loud, clear voice) Were the gods of the mountain seated still at Marma, or were they not there? (The beggars get up hurriedly from their thrones.)
DROMEDARY MAN They were not there.
ILLANAUN They were not there?
DROMEDARY MAN Their shrines were empty.
OORANDER Behold the gods of the mountain!
AKMOS They have indeed come from Marma.
OORANDER Come. Let us go away to prepare a sacrifice, a mighty sacrifice to atone for our doubting. (Exeunt.)
SLAG My most wise Master!
AGMAR No, no, Slag. I do not know what has befallen. When I went by Marma only two weeks
