Voice without. Is this Menones’ tent?
Arm. (Without) Ay, Sir! The word!
Voice. God Ninus!
(Semiramis enters, through curtains right centre)
Sem. Artavan! His voice!
(Enter Artavan, followed by Sumbat who waits near entrance)
Sem. My brother!
Art. Semiramis! (Embracing her) Three years this kiss
Has gathered love for thee!
Sem. Has ’t been so long
Since I left Gazim?
Art. Ay,—since Ninus called
Our father here, and Gazim lost her dove.