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Once I prevail, the thralls will welcome me!

The slaves' way, that; and no ill thing for thee!

How can I once come near him?

Walk thy ways

Hard by, where he may sec thee, ere he slays

His sacrifice.

How? Is the road so nigh?

He cannot choose but see thee, passing by,

And bid thee stay to share the beast they kill.

A bitter fellow-feaster, if God will!

And then then swift be heart and brain, to see

God's chances!

Aye. Well hast thou counselled me.

But where is she?