Daughter of Pharaoh (turning to go): Fare thee well.
Egyptian Slave (cries): The soldiers!
Daughter of Pharaoh (turning back): Fear ye not.
(All huddle behind her. She faces the Soldiers as they enter and salute.)
First Soldier: Daughter of Pharaoh, we make search for Hebrew children. One hath escaped us.
Daughter of Pharaoh (haughtily): Who art thou to question me? Pass on.
Second Soldier: But—the babe yonder? (Points.)
Daughter of Pharaoh: Is the adopted son of Pharaoh's daughter. Pass ye by. (She waves them away. They salute and go. She takes the child in her arms and embraces him.) I love the child. (She gives the Child to his Mother and turns to go; then she turns back.) Call the child "Moses," for that means, "Drawn up out of the water," and remember he is dear to me for that I have saved him. (She goes out followed by her maids.)
(The Mother and Sister kneel with the Child.)