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54 _ Menophis

Your beauty troubles me; my blood re- bels. I cannot look at you and hear the call this sacred night may bring me. I must make a still place for my soul to listen. (Slowly.) Oh, Nefertiti, you must leave me—for a litile.

Nefertiti Not knowing what is in your troubled

heart! Not hearing from your own lips if we shall meet again!

Menophis (Sees Rames approaching.) You should

know all. If not from my lips, then from:

Nefertiti

(Sees Rames too.) Rames, the great Priest! I understand. He would steal you from me for his dismal Temple, steal you away from life.