UZZ. No, no. Let be! let be! [_He interposes his arm._ See here, old man! I’d have a word with thee. Are you a native here? (ZACH. _nods_.) Why, then, I’ll lay You’ll guide us, for, I think, we’ve lost our way. A piece of gold or so’ll help you tell—— ZACH. Why, no, good sir; I need no gold—— ELIPH. (_interrupting_). Well, well—— We’re three good merchants, come, as you can see, For this enrolling, down from Galilee, And now we’ve missed our way. ZACH. Yes, yes, good friend, I’ll set you on your way, if you’ll but lend An arm to my old arm to bear me up; For sure I’ve never had a bite or sup Since break of day. UZZ. Yes, yes, old man; but tell Us first our way; and all will then be well. ZACH. (_pointing_ (R.) _very deliberately_). Why, down the hill straight on, another mile, Then to your right, and so beyond the stile [_He makes gestures of pointing._ To where the vineyards stand—(remember them), And that’ll bring you straight to Bethlehem. [_He turns, and gathers stick and bundle._ And now, sir—[_comes forward_]—your good arm. UZZ. (_avoiding_). Why, no, no, no, You’ve given us all we asked. We could not go With such a bag of bones! That’s not the way To make a contract. Come, be off, I say! [_Threatens him as_ ZACH. _approaches again_. ZACH. Sir, sir; I’m wearied out! I’m done to death! I’m old and weak of limb, and short of breath. I pray you— [_Seizes_ ELIPHAZ’S _arm, who shakes it off_. ELIPH. Why, here’s impudence as well! Is’t so you speak to men of Israel? [_Threatens._ ZACH. Sir ...for the love of God ... UZZ. Why, that’s too good! “The love of God!”—I’ve always understood That God was Justice! Eh! good Nadab, eh? [_He turns to_ NAD. What do you think? That never was the way We learned at school! [_Threatens_ ZACHARY. Hands off! old man! I say! [ELIPH. _crosses_ (L.). ZACH. Sir, for Messias’ sake!... UZZ. Why, who is He? ZACH. (_solemnly_). Sir, it is He told of in prophecy, Who surely comes one day to set all right, And judge in love and justice. Why, this night Maybe, He’ll come. UZZ. Nay, nay! That’s past a joke! Come, gentlemen; enough of crazy folk! We must be going on a mile or two To shelter; and, my friend, good-night to you!