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 I sought. Thou, buy this lad of his brothers, and I will give him to my lord to be his slave.

I will be no man's slave!

[Very tenderly] Hush!—Thou shalt be my lord's slave—and mine.

[Hotly] The lad is restored to life. It is God's Hand. We cannot sell him.

What! Shall he come home to tell Jacob?

Simeon saith well!

Sell him! Sell him!

He is not yours to sell, since ye would have slain him. [Contemptuously] Yet here be the twenty pieces of silver—[He tosses a bag at Simeon's feet] lest ye die of grief!

[Picking up the bag] Twenty pieces!—a poor price for a beloved brother.

Hah! [To slaves] Put his coat upon him.

[Quickly putting his foot on the coat] Nay, nay, my lord; leave us the coat for a reminder.

[To slaves] Let the rag lie. Lead on!

[To his brothers] Ye have sold me into bondage for the twenty pieces of silver, but I tell you the day is at hand when ye shall come on your knees asking mercy.

[Furious] The dreamer! Away with him!

Ye shall come on your knees asking mercy! and I shall deliver you and set you in the high places.