Daya, let me tell you first—
DAYA.
I say, my conscience—
NATHAN.
What a charming silk
I bought for you in Babylon! ’Tis rich,
Yet elegantly rich. I almost doubt
If I have brought a prettier for Recha.
DAYA.
And what of that—I tell you that my conscience
Will no be longer hushed.
NATHAN.
And I have bracelets,
And earrings, and a necklace, which will charm you.
I chose them at Damascus.
DAYA.