WOMAN.
Doubtingly.
That is impossible!
Lifting her eyes.
Are you David? How kind-hearted you are. Did you say that I am too late? No, he said it—his face is mean. David, please give me some money and save me. I am tired to death. And your name is Sarah? You are his wife? I have heard about you, too.
Crawls over to her and kisses her dress.
WOMAN.
Plead for me, Sarah.
SARAH.
Weeping.