And from afar, under the moon, blew faint
The treading of the wine-presses with song.
David she loved, but anger-torn betrayed,
Unworthy of him.
DAVID
Speak of her no more,
Nor of her cruelty, unless to pray
He she has ruined may forget her.
MICHAL
Yet
If deep she should repent----?
DAVID
Leper, no more.
[_A moment; then a jackal’s cry shrills to them._ DAVID
_starts_.]
The signal. [_He listens._] Thrice repeated? Word at last?
[_To_ MICHAL.] He who is near may prove to thee less kind.
[_She goes. He springs to look down the cliff._]
Abishai? Abiathar? It is!
But staggering and wounded? breathless? torn?
[_He watches, then turns to meet them. They enter_--ABIATHAR
_with bloody ephod and broken breastplate_--_and
sink in panting exhaustion_.]
Abishai, what is it that you bring?
Abiathar, up! answer!
ABIATHAR
Water!
DAVID
Up!
[_He brings the water-skin. They drain it fiercely._]
What is it now so fevered from you stares
And breathing too abhorrence? Gasp it out.
ABIATHAR
I stifle--in a universe--he still--
Has breath in.
DAVID
Saul?
ABIATHAR
I’ll scathe him! Scorpions
Of terror and remorse sting in his soul!
DAVID
If you have tidings, not in words so wild.
ABIATHAR
Then ask and hate shall calm me.
DAVID
Ask?
ABIATHAR
On, on!
Seek if he lives!
DAVID
Who?
ABIATHAR
Seek if prophecy
Founts yet in Judah!
DAVID
Samuel…?
ABIATHAR
Is dead!…
Dead--and of tidings more calamitous.
[_A pause._]
DAVID [_Hoarsely._]
Tell on. I hear.
ABIATHAR
Saul gloating to believe
The priests, assembled sacredly at Nob,
Plotted assisting you, hath had them----
DAVID
No…!
ABIATHAR
Slain at the hands of Doeg--murdered, all!
DAVID
But he--your father?
ABIATHAR
Was among them; fell.
[_He stands motionless._]
DAVID [_Gently._]
Abiathar, my friend!… Appeaseless Saul!
ABIATHAR
Hear all, hear all! Thy father, too, and mother,
Even thy kindred, out of Israel
Are driven into Moab; and this king,
Delirious still for blood as desert pard,
With Merab, whelp of him, and many armed,
Is near us now--aquiver at Engeddi
For your destruction:
[DAVID _struggles for control_.]
And yet you will not strike.
DAVID
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