COURTIER. [Bringing in JACOB ISRAEL] Jacob Israel of Luebeck!
KING. Who dares to disturb me?
JACOB. [Throwing himself at the KING'S feet without noticing his father] My noble King, an humble youth has ventured to disturb you because your life is at stake!
KING. Speak up! What more? Who are you?
JACOB. I am Jacob Israel, your Highness.
KING, [to ISRAEL] It's your Jacob, is it not?
JACOB is thunderstruck at the sight of his father.
ISRAEL. It's my boy.
KING. What do you want? Speak quickly, or away with you!
JACOB does not answer.