Sum. He ’s safe. Be sure of that. No man
Would dare lay finger on him!
Sem. But to go
Without a word! Poor Sola grieves, and weeps
As though she ’d drown her wits in tears.
(A boat glides from under the bridge and over the water beneath them)
See there!
’Tis she! Alone below!
(Sola alights from boat and runs up steps to the bridge)
I ’ll speak to her.
Go, Sumbat! (Sumbat goes off right)
Sister, stay.
(Stops Sola as she is passing)
Why do you run?