The rest, right reverend sir,
In the confessional, but not before.
[Offers to go.
PATRIARCH.
What off—not stay for my interrogation—
Not name to me this infidel, this Jew—
Not find him up for me at once? But hold,
A thought occurs, I’ll straightway to the sultan
Conformably to the capitulation,
Which Saladin has sworn, he must support us
In all the privileges, all the doctrines
Which appertain to our most holy faith,
Thank God, we’ve the original in keeping,
We have his hand and seal to it—we—
And I shall lead him easily to think
How very dangerous for the state it is
Not to believe. All civic bonds divide,
Like flax fire-touched, where subjects don’t believe.
Away with foul impiety!
TEMPLAR.
It happens
Somewhat unlucky that I want the leisure
To enjoy this holy sermon. I am sent for
To Saladin.
PATRIARCH.
Why then—indeed—if so—
TEMPLAR.
And will prepare the sultan, if agreeable.
For your right reverend visit.