Whether the thing you would impart to me

Be right or wrong, worthy of shame or honour,

Then tell it not, and henceforth I'll forget

You have a secret it were well to hide.

DAJA.

Your words but spur me on to tell you all.

Then learn that Recha is no Jewess--that

She is a Christian maid.

TEMPLAR (coldly).

I wish you joy!