And she is unacquainted with her birth?
Has never learnt from him that she was born
A Christian, and no Jewess?
DAYA.
Never yet.
TEMPLAR.
And he not only let the child grow up
In this mistaken notion, but still leaves
The woman in it.
DAYA.
Aye, alas!
TEMPLAR.
How, Nathan,
The wise good Nathan thus allow himself
To stifle nature’s voice? Thus to misguide
Upon himself th’ effusions of a heart
Which to itself abandoned would have formed
Another bias, Daya—yes, indeed
You have intrusted an important secret
That may have consequences—it confounds me,
I cannot tell what I’ve to do at present,
Therefore go, give me time, he may come by
And may surprise us.
DAYA.