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JOSEPH AND HIS BRETHREN

Wakara. So soon, after so weary a night—!

Zuleika. Fool! I am so much nearer the night to come!

Wakara. Let me make fast the curtains. Sleep, lady, sleep.

Zuleika. Let the curtains be! I will not sleep while he waketh.

Wakara. While he waketh—? The lord Potiphar—? Thy lord and lover?

Zuleika. [Watching Joseph, who is seen passing in the distance] Ay—my lover and my lord!

[Wakara slips out, L.; leaving Zuleika watching]

The Scene Changes.


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