Someone is breathing deeply just outside.
Hamutal.
What shall I do? What shall I do? O Heaven.
Jezebel.
Help her to veil. Treat her as one of you;
Cover her features with the gossamer,
Now let her hurry to the passage yonder.
[Exit Hamutal.
We will be ridded of uncertainty.
Is anyone behind the door there? Enter.
(She goes back and flings open the door.
Pashur is there. He comes in.)
Who are you, fellow? And what brings you here?
Pashur.