TEMPLAR.
Thy father
Said to me “Do but know her,” and of thee.
DAYA.
And have not I too said so, times and oft.
TEMPLAR.
But where is then your father—with the sultan?
RECHA.
So I suppose.
TEMPLAR.
Yet there? Oh, I forget,
He cannot be there still. He is waiting for me
Most certainly below there by the cloister.
’Twas so, I think, we had agreed, Forgive,
I go in quest of him.