Part 140 (1/2)

SITTAH.

I'm deeply moved----

SALADIN.

And I half tremble when I think of the emotion that must come: Prepare yourself to bear it as you may.

SITTAH.

What! How!

SALADIN.

Nathan, a word--one word with you.

(_He joins_ Nathan, _while_ Sittah _approaches the others to express her sympathy, and_ Nathan _and_ Saladin _converse in a low tone_.)

Hear, hear me, Nathan. Said you not just now That he----

NATHAN.

That who?

SALADIN.

Her father was not born In Germany. You know then whence he came?

And what he was?

NATHAN.

He never told me that.

SALADIN.

Was he no Frank, nor from the Western land?

NATHAN.

He said as much. He spoke the Persian tongue.

SALADIN.

The Persian! need I more? 'Tis he! 'twas he!

NATHAN.

Who?