Then how can she escape?
Hamutal.
The little door—
The little, secret, unsuspected door
Under the stair, leads to a passage-way
Straight to the stables. I have brought the keys.
Jezebel.
You are my steward’s wife, then? No one else
Could know about the door.
Hamutal.
Oh, hurry, hurry!
What matter who I am? You are the Queen.
You will find horses ready in the stables
For you and for your women. From the stables
You can escape, the postern is unlockt.
Jezebel.
And you?
What kind of life awaits you, after this?
Hamutal.