Cain. Brother!
Abel.Oh, God! receive thy servant! and
Forgive his slayer, for he knew not what
He did—Cain, give me—give me thy hand; and tell320
Poor Zillah—
Cain (after a moment's stupefaction).
My hand! 'tis all red, and with——
What?[A long pause.—Looking slowly round.
Where am I? alone! Where's Abel? where
Cain? Can it be that I am he? My brother,