PERVANEH It is beyond endurance: it is foul: my veins will burst at the very thought. I am between a shame and a shame and there is no escape….But at least they shall not do this to you, Rafi. Hush…talk low: the soldiers must not hear. (Glancing at the GUARDs and whispering low) Will you die here between my hands, instantly, and with no pain?
RAFI (In a hushed voice) Quickly! How can you do it? We are guarded— have you a knife?
PERVANEH My hands will be cunning round your neck, beloved. Did I not say you should die between my hands?
RAFI
Be quick: be quiet: I will cast back my head.
A GUARD (Thrusting PERVANEH back with his drawn sword as she lays her hands on her lover's neck) Back, in the Caliph's name!
RAFI
(To PERVANEH) Run in upon his sword….
PERVANEH
(Shrinking away from the GUARD's sword) I cannot!
RAFI
Quick—quick! Fall on the sword and save all shame.
PERVANEH
My breast, my breast: I am afraid…(Prostrate on the ground)
I am utterly shamed—I have missed your death and mine.
RAFI
You have flinched.