It cannot be. His heart makes no response.
O God! we are deceivers.
SALADIN (to the Templar).
Say you so?
Is that your thought? All is deceit in you:
The voice, the gesture, and the countenance,
Nothing of these is yours. How! will you not
Acknowledge such a sister? Then begone!
TEMPLAR (approaching him humbly).
Oh! do not misinterpret my surprise.