Steward. In person.
Rheou. 'Tis an order of the Pharaoh then?
Steward. Yes.
Rheou. I am troubled.
He goes out with the Steward.
Satni [to Yaouma] What is it ails you? Why are you so sad?
Yaouma. You will want nothing more of me, now that you are a god.
Satni. Be not afraid: I am not a god.
Yaouma. Almost. 'Tis a daughter of the Pharaoh you will marry now.
Satni. I will marry you.