It is most sure that God has heard his prayer.
(The stranger vanishes)
THE BEGGAR
(Leading a troop of revellers from the house where they were singing)
Come, brothers, seek my friend and bring him in.
On such a night as this it were a sin
To leave the blind alone.
THE REVELLERS
Greatly we fear lest he, still resolute,
Have wandered to the fields for poisoned fruit.
THE BEGGAR
See here upon this stone . . .
He is all frozen . . . take him to a bed
And warm his hands.
THE REVELLERS
O sorrow, he is dead!