SITTAH.
You seem as if a combat were impending.
SALADIN.
With weapons that I have not learnt to wield.
Must I disguise myself? I use precautions?
I lay a snare? When, where gained I that knowledge?
And this, for what? To fish for money—money—
For money from a Jew—and to such arts
Must Saladin descend at last to come at
The least of little things?
SITTAH.
Each little thing
Despised too much finds methods of revenge.
SALADIN.
’Tis but too true. And if this Jew should prove
The fair good man, as once the dervis painted—
SITTAH.
Then difficulties cease. A snare concerns
The avaricious, cautious, fearful Jew;
And not the good wise man: for he is ours
Without a snare. Then the delight of hearing
How such a man speaks out; with what stern strength
He tears the net, or with what prudent foresight
He one by one undoes the tangled meshes;
That will be all to boot—