JEZEBEL
You are my steward’s wife, then? No one else could know about the door.

HAMUTAL
Oh, hurry, hurry! What matter who I am? You are the Queen. You will find horses ready in the stables for you and for your women. From the stables you can escape, the postern is unlocked.

JEZEBEL
And you? What kind of life awaits you, after this?

HAMUTAL
A better kind of life than you have made for poor folk.

JEZEBEL
Ah! fine words; but ten years hence, nay, two years, one year, hence, you will remember my queenship as a dream, a golden dream.

ROSE-FLOWER
O Madam, take the keys; do not delay.

MOON-BLOSSOM
The men outside are beating at the gate.

ROSE-FLOWER
Look, Madam, they have scrambled from the bushes and beat upon the bars.

HAMUTAL
O Heaven! Hark!

JEZEBEL
What is it?

HAMUTAL
Listen! Listen! Come from the door.

ROSE-FLOWER
What did you think you heard?

HAMUTAL
Come nearer me.

JEZEBEL

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