They have made a noise in the house of the Lord,
As in the day of a solemn feast.
He hath …
Zedekiah
Be still, be still. I will hear no more. Always Jeremiah, and again Jeremiah. Wherever I go he stands at the cross roads; his challenge rings behind all my doings; he forces his way into my dreams, and feeds my indecision. How can I outrun this terrible shadow? He cries to me even from the pit. Who will free me from him?
Joab
Lord, if he be thine enemy, say the word … [He makes a movement with his spear]
Zedekiah
[Startled out of his anger, looks at the lad wonderingly. Then, with awakening pride] Thou wouldst … Nay, I fear him not. I fear no man. Nor am I certain if he be my enemy. I was foolish, perhaps, to flee from him. Who can tell? [He paces the room] Joab!