Why that was half my project. Blushing so well becomes the ugly, that The fair it must make charming—I have ordered Thy father Nathan hither, and another, Dost guess who ’tis? one other.—Sittah, you Will not object? SITTAH. Brother— SALADIN. And when he comes, Sweet girl, then blush to crimson. RECHA. Before whom— Blush? SALADIN. Little hypocrite—or else grow pale, Just as thou willst and canst. Already there? SITTAH (_to a female slave who comes in_). Well, be they ushered in. Brother, ’tis they. SALADIN, SITTAH, RECHA, NATHAN, _and_ TEMPLAR. SALADIN. Welcome, my dear good friends. Nathan, to you I’ve first to mention, you may send and fetch Your monies when you will. NATHAN. Sultan— SALADIN. And now I’m at your service. NATHAN. Sultan— SALADIN. For my treasures Are all arrived. The caravan is safe. I’m richer than I’ve been these many years. Now tell me what you wish for, to achieve Some splendid speculation—you in trade Like us, have never too much ready cash. NATHAN (_going towards Recha_). Why first about this trifle?—I behold An eye in tears, which ’tis far more important To me to dry. My Recha thou hast wept, What hast thou lost? Thou art still, I trust, my daughter. RECHA. My father! NATHAN. That’s enough, we are understood By one another; but be calm, be cheerful. If else thy heart be yet thy own—if else No threatened loss thy trembling bosom wring Thy father shall remain to thee. RECHA. None, none. TEMPLAR. None, none—then I’m deceived. What we don’t fear To lose, we never fancied, never wished Ourselves possessed of. But ’tis well, ’tis well. Nathan, this changes all—all. Saladin, At thy command we came, but I misled thee, Trouble thyself no further. SALADIN. Always headlong; Young man, must every will then bow to thine, Interpret all thy meanings? TEMPLAR. Thou hast heard, Sultan, hast seen. SALADIN. Aye, ’twas a little awkward Not to be certain of thy cause. TEMPLAR. I now Do know my doom, SALADIN.