Yaouma [listening] Yes—yes—You hear them? It is I!
Satni. You are going to refuse!
Yaouma [with a radiant smile] You would love me no longer, if I refused.
Satni. But know you not, it is death?
Yaouma [in ecstasy] Yes, Satni, it is death!
Satni. You are mine—You are plighted to me—Come—Come!
Yaouma. Satni—Satni—you would not have me refuse?
Satni. I would. I love you.
Yaouma. Refuse to answer the call of the Gods.
Satni. The call of the Gods is death.