Close his mouth.—Away with him.—He is mad.

Zedekiah

Nay, bring him hither. I wish to see him. I wish to see that he who spoke was a living man. Terrible was the sound of his voice. It seemed to me as if the stones of Jerusalem were uttering lamentations, as if the words issued from the very walls.

[The two sentries hasten away into the darkness]

Abimelech

Suffer not thyself to be misled, Lord. Many in the city have been bought with Chaldean gold.

Others

Heed him not.—Hurl him from the wall.—Hold no converse with a coward.

[Jeremiah and Baruch are brought into the light by the sentries, and Jeremiah is thrust forward to the king]

Second Sentry