THAHN Master, do any suspect us?
AGMAR We must be very wise.
THAHN But if we are not wise, Master?
AGMAR Why then death may come to us …
THAHN O Master!
AGMAR … slowly. (All stir uneasily except Slag motionless in the doorway.)
OOGNO Do they believe us, master?
SLAG (half turning his head) Someone comes. (Slag resumes his position.)
AGMAR (putting away his meat) We shall soon know now. (All take up the attitude. Enter one.)
ONE Master, I want the god that does not eat.