THE KING.
How long have I been dragging you from place to place while you begged for me?
ALMA.
Rest yourself, Father; you will be in better spirits afterward.
THE KING.
(Sits down by the wayside.) Why did not the raging waves swallow me that evening! Then everything would have been over long ago!
ALMA.
Did you leap over the side of the bridge to put an end to your life? I thought what strength resided in your arms and that the rushing waters would help you to liberty. Without this faith how should I have had the courage to escape from the convent and from the city?
THE KING.