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JOSEPH AND HIS BRETHREN

Ranofer. To-morrow night, when Pharaoh is feasting Potiphar. Come.

[Exeunt]

Asenath. A plot against Pharaoh! It is too horrible!

Joseph. Nay—the horrible thing shall not be done. We will outwit them.

Asenath [Passionately] Swear I shall never be the murderer's wife!

Joseph. That will I readily swear! Get thee within! Gather courage for to-morrow.

Asenath. [Mastering herself] To-morrow—Lover, shall we ever meet again?

Joseph. Ay, shall we! I kiss sleep into thine eyes, and a smile into thy lips, and courage into thy heart. [He sees Wakara] Away!

[Asenath slips out among the trees, but not before Wakara has caught sight of her]

Wakara. Joseph—Joseph!

Joseph. Who calleth?

Wakara. 'Tis I—Wakara.

Joseph. What is thine errand?

Wakara. The lady Zuleika hath news of my lord's return.

Joseph. I sent her the news.

Wakara. She biddeth thee come to her, to tell her more.

Joseph. There is no more to tell.

Wakara. She commandeth thee to come.

Joseph. Tell thy mistress I am on guard. I may not come.

Wakara. Thy mistress commandeth thee, her slave.

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