NATHAN. Where are the messengers? DAYA. There, just before you. NATHAN. I will talk with them Out of precaution. If there’s nothing lurking Beneath this message of the patriarch’s doing— [_Goes_. DAYA. And I—I’ve other fears. The only daughter, As they suppose, of such a rich, rich Jew, Would for a Mussulman be no bad thing; I bet the templar will be choused, unless I risk the second step, and to herself Discover who she is. Let me for this Employ the first short moments we’re alone; And that will be—oh, as I am going with her. A serious hint upon the road I think Can’t be amiss—yes, now or never—yes. ACT V. SCENE.—A Room in the Palace; the Purses still in a pile. SALADIN, _and_, _soon after_, _several_ MAMALUKES. SALADIN (_as he comes in_). Here lies the money still, and no one finds The dervis yet—he’s probably got somewhere Over a chess-board. Play would often make The man forget himself, and why not, me. Patience—Ha! what’s the matter. SALADIN _and_ IBRAHIM. IBRAHIM. Happy news— Joy, sultan, joy, the caravan from Cairo Is safe arrived and brings the seven years’ tribute Of the rich Nile. SALADIN. Bravo, my Ibrahim, Thou always wast a welcome messenger, And now at length—at length—accept my thanks For the good tidings. IBRAHIM (_waiting_). Hither with them, sultan. SALADIN. What art thou waiting for? Go. IBRAHIM. Nothing further For my glad news? SALADIN. What further? IBRAHIM. Errand boys Earn hire—and when their message smiles i’ the telling, The sender’s hire by the receiver’s bounty Is oft outweighed. Am I to be the first Whom Saladin at length has learnt to pay In words? The first about whose recompense The sultan higgled? SALADIN. Go, pick up a purse. IBRAHIM. No, not now—you might give them all away SALADIN. All—hold, man. Here, come hither, take these two— And is he really going—shall he conquer Me then in generosity? for surely ’Tis harder for this fellow to refuse Than ’tis for me to give. Here, Ibrahim— Shall I be tempted, just before my exit, To be a different man—small Saladin Not die like Saladin, then wherefore live so? ABDALLAH _and_ SALADIN. ABDALLAH. Hail, Sultan!