Part 98 (2/2)

RECHA.

He seems irresolute which way to turn, To left or right!

DAJA.

His custom is to seek The convent walls, so he will pa.s.s this way.

What will you wager? Yes, he comes to us.

RECHA.

Right! Did you speak to him? How did he look?

DAJA.

As usual.

NATHAN.

Do not let him see you here.

Stand farther back, or to the house retire.

RECHA.

Just one look more. Ah! the trees hide him now.

DAJA.

Come, come away! Recha, your father's right.

Should he observe us he'll retire at once.

RECHA.

Alas! the trees----

NATHAN.

Now he emerges from them.

He can't but see you. Hence! I beg of you.

DAJA.

Come, Recha, come! I know a window whence We may observe him better.

RECHA.

Come, then, come.

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