REZON:
Rimmon receives you with his star of peace;
[He lowers the star-point of the rod, which glows for a moment with
rosy light above her head.]
And I, his chosen minister, kneel down
Before your regal beauty, and implore
The welcome of the woman for the man.
TSARPI: [Giving him her hand, but holding off his embrace.]
Thus Tsarpi welcomes Rezon! Nay, no more!
Till I have heard what errand brings you here