Rolla. Excuse me!—Say what you please to the king—tell him I am dead—I come no more among men. Yet to-morrow I will sacrifice to the gods—whether in a temple, or in a cave, is alike acceptable to them.—Good night. [Exit into his cave.
SCENE II.—The High-Priest alone.
Young man!—young man!—thou dost not suspect how deeply this heart is interested in thy repose!—But the evening sun already glitters upon the golden cupola of the temple, and here below amid these trees, the night is fast approaching. I fear I shall find some difficulty in tracing out the meandering path through this wilderness. (As he is going, he almost runs against Diego.)
SCENE III.—Diego gropes his Way through the Bushes, and starts violently at meeting the High-Priest.
High-Priest. Whence come you?—and whither would you go?
Diego. Whithersoever chance may conduct a pedestrian.
High-Priest. Do you walk for pleasure in such unbeaten ways?
Diego. (Pertly) Yes.
High-Priest. You may probably have mistaken your path?