[She grasps his hand.]
NAAMAN: [Drawing back.]
Thou must not touch me!
RUAHMAH: [Unclasping her girdle and putting the end in hand.]
Take my girdle, then!
NAAMAN: [Kissing the clasp of the girdle.]
I do begin to think there is a God,
Since love on earth can work such miracles!
CURTAIN.