You mean that I should never kneel to you
—So, thus I kneel!
Dja. [Preventing her.] No—no!
[Feeling the khandjar as he raises her.
Ha, have you chosen ...
An. The khandjar with our ancient garb. But, Djabal,
Change not, be not exalted yet! Give time
That I may plan more, perfect more! My blood
Beats, beats!
[Aside.] Oh, must I then—since Loys leaves us