Merab. For my torture! What
Kingdom is to a woman as her love?
Ahinoam. And David still enthralls you?
Merab. Though he never
Sought me with any murmur or desire!
Though he is Michal's for Goliath's death!
Michal's to-day, unless——
Ahinoam. Merab, a care!
Too near in you were ever love and hate.
(The tumult nears. Ahinoam goes to look out. Doeg enters to Merab.)
Doeg (low). News, Merab!
Merab. Well?
Doeg. A triumph o'er him, yet!
The king is worn, as a leper pent, between
Wonder of David and quick jealousy
Because of praise this whelming of Goliath
Wakes in the people.
Merab. Then? the triumph?
Doeg. This.