HERODIAS
Make obeisance. Speak thy thanks.
SALOME
[Before Herod.] Sire, I am a rose of Sharon. A flower of the valley ... Who would thank me should pluck me ... Oh, look at the head!
HEROD
Take the women away!
HERODIAS
[Curtseys, and leads, smiling; the half-swooning Salome off to right.]
SCENE X
The same. [Without Herodias and Salome.]
Gabalos [has re-entered from left].