SOLOMON: Guard, take the child. (SECOND SOLDIER _lifts the child
stiffly._) (_To_ FIRST WOMAN.) Is this thy child?
FIRST WOMAN: God _knows_.
SOLOMON: Aye, but I would likewise know. Hath neither woman a witness?
WICKED JUDGE (_brusquely_): Pshaw! Nonsense! There is
no doubt at all, O mighty son of David. I have examined
witnesses; they swear the child is _hers_. (_Nods toward_
FIRST WOMAN.) Moreover, she hath the child; possession
witnesses. (_Pats_ FIRST WOMAN.) Fear not, my girl; the
king will do thee right.
SECOND WOMAN: O my lord, I and this woman dwell in one
house. And this woman's child died in the night; and she
arose at midnight, and took my son from beside me, while
thine handmaid slept, and laid her dead son beside me. And
when I arose in the morning, the child was dead; but when I
had considered it, behold, it was not my son.
FIRST WOMAN: Nay, but the living is my son, and the dead is
thy son.
SECOND WOMAN: Nay, but the dead is thy son, and the living
is my son.
SOLOMON (_sternly_): Women, approach. (_Both stand before
him. To_ FIRST WOMAN.) Thou sayest, "This is my son that
liveth, and thy son is the dead." (_To_ SECOND WOMAN.) And
thou sayest, "Nay, but thy son is the dead, and mine is
the living." (_To_ SOLDIER.) Bring hither a sword. (FIRST
SOLDIER _goes out._)
WICKED JUDGE: Lo, what is in the king's mind? Will he slay yonder
woman for bearing lying witness?
(SOLOMON _raises his hand with a threatening gesture_; JUDGE _shrinks
back._ FIRST SOLDIER _returns with sword._)
SOLOMON: I cannot judge between you; let God judge. (_Turns
to_ SOLDIER.) Take thou the sword; divide the living child
in twain, and give half to the one and half to the other.
(_The_ FIRST WOMAN _shrinks away. The_ SECOND WOMAN, _with a little
cry, rushes between the_ SOLDIER _who holds the_ CHILD, _and the_
SOLDIER _who holds sword. She stands with fists doubled, to defend
the_ CHILD. FIRST SOLDIER _throws her aside; she falls._)
WICKED JUDGE: O clever judge! O mighty son of David!
FIRST WOMAN (_kneeling_): I bow, lord king, to thy decree.
Let the child be neither mine nor hers, but divide it.
SECOND WOMAN (_throwing herself before_ KING): O my lord,
my lord, give _her_ the child, give her the _living_ child,
and in nowise slay it! Let the child live, even though it
be within her arms, lord--lord--
WICKED JUDGE: O clever judge! Ha, ha, ha! Through thee
indeed the Lord hath spoken! Who would have thought to see
such mighty wisdom, yea, in a beardless youth? Thy wit hath
showed the truth, and made yon lying woman eat her lies.
(_Taps_ FIRST WOMAN.) Even as I said, the child is hers.
(_To_ SOLDIER.) Give unto this woman her child.
FIRST SOLDIER (_with sword upraised_): Is it thy will, O
king, I slay the child, or give it to yon woman?
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