Has. You like me then?
Zed. [Shakes his head and holds his heart.] 'Tis something that I never felt before—it makes me like not only you, but all the world besides—the love of my family was confined to them alone; but this makes me feel I could love even my enemies.
Has. Oh, nature! grateful! mild! gentle! and forgiving!—worst of tyrants they who, by hard usage, drive you to be cruel!
Enter Keeper.
Keep. The lights are ready, Sir, through the dark passage—[To Zedan.] Go to your fellows.
Has. [To Zedan.] Farewell—we will meet again.
[Zedan exit on one side, Haswell and Keeper exeunt on the other.