Stral. Aye—could you see it, you would say so—but,

As I have said, you shall.

Ulr.‍I accept the omen.380

Stral. Then claim a recompense from it and me,

Such as both may make worthy your acceptance

And services to me and mine for ever.

Ulr. And this sole, sick, and miserable wretch—

This way-worn stranger—stands between you and

This Paradise?—(As Adam did between

The devil and his)—[Aside].