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 Ayof the plot against the Pharaoh.

[Contemptuously] Oh, that!—What is their Pharaoh to us?

He is a man: therefore his life must be saved.

Is a man's life so much worth?

And Wakara said that my lord Potiphar was in danger.

Wakara was dreaming.

Is that not true? Then I take my leave.

Wait. There was another matter. But I cannot remember.

My lord's return?

[Indifferently] Ay, perchance.

All is ready.

Ay—thou hast toiled by day and night. Take this ring for reward.

[Refusing it] I need no reward.

So proud and scornful—yet a slave?

A slave only until tomorrow; and my lord hath made the slavery light.

Oh, but I have pitied thee! For I am in the same case.

Thou! A great lord's wife!

I am alone in a strange land; as thou art.

My lord will be here at dawn.

I shall still be alone.

What love can bring, he bring it by himself.

Ay—he! [With an intention] But I?

Why did'st thou come, if thou lovest him not?

Did I come of mine own will? Was I not sold hither by my kin—as thou wert? I tell thee, thou and I should cling together!