Beyond the Lake of Galilee!
[The Magistrate shakes his head doubtfully. The Priest puzzles more than ever, seeking to place the Stranger. Meanwhile, the banquet, which has been progressing in a spirit of true democracy, has come to an end.]
The Young Slave.
[Addressing the Friend.]
With love love to requite, our lives are yours!
Ask what you will! [The other Slaves assent to this.]
The Officials.
[Prompt the Friend.]
Bid them the work complete!
The Young Slave.