Antony, with a start—"What do ye seek? Speak! Go on!"
Damis—He is the little man—
"La, la! ... worthy hermit! what do you say? I know nothing about it. Here is the Master!"
He sits down; the other remains standing. Silence.
Antony, resumes—"Ye come in this fashion? ..."
Damis—"Oh! a great distance—a very great distance!"
Antony—"And ye are going? ..."
Damis, pointing at his companion—"Wherever he wishes."
Antony—"Who, then, is he?"
Damis—"Look at him."