He answered in a tone of such discordance
That I was hurt.
DAYA.
What do you say? How, you
Betrayed the shadow of a wish for Recha,
And he did not spring up for joy, drew back,
Drew coldly back, made difficulties?
TEMPLAR.
Almost.
DAYA.
Well then I’ll not deliberate a moment.
TEMPLAR.
And yet you are deliberating still.
DAYA.