"O Ket Samaris—Samaris! O Ket Samaris—Nehes!"
And again: "Samaris! Samaris! O beloved, awake!"
And once more: "Nehes! O Samaris!"
Silence, broken by a strange, sweet, drowsy plaint—like a child awakened at midnight by a dazzling light.
"Samaris!"
Then, through the stillness, a little laugh, and a softly tremulous voice:
"Ari un āhā, O Entuk sen!"