HAGGITH. I have eaten and drunk—with Ingur.
JUDITH. But not of his provision?
HAGGITH (nodding). He so softly entreated me.
JUDITH. It is a sin and an offence for thee, being an Israelite.
HAGGITH. For such as my high-born mistress, it is an offence. But for the handmaid—pooh! She eats as she can, and the Lord turneth away his glance until she has finished her platter. Moreover, did you not lay it upon me to beguile the dolt? And verily, mistress, I have rejoiced much this day; and Ingur——
JUDITH. Silence with thy prattle. Bethink thee of the dread business upon which I am come down from Bethulia into the valley?
HAGGITH (subdued; offering food). Eat, mistress.
JUDITH. I cannot. My soul rejects it, and my body is on fire with expectation and suspense. (Rising. Haggith also rises.) Stay thou where thou art, for I will go forth alone. I must commune with the God of Israel for my tranquillity, and I dare not seek him in the tent of the heathen. (Exit, back.)
(Haggith gathers the meat together.)
Enter Holofernes and Bagoas, L.