pinning her veil
]. At any rate, I punished her for it by pulling off her false hair. If she tells on herself now, she may also tell about me. She got out of the room quickly, so that no one would find out that her hair was as false as everything else.
OSSEP. It would be best for us if the earth opened and swallowed us up.
SALOME [
crying
]. Am I, then, so much to blame here?
OSSEP. Really, you look splendid! Go! go! that no one sees you here. It is not the first time that you have put me in a dilemma. Go! and pray God to change noon into midnight and make the streets dark, so that no one sees that you have a torn veil on your head.
SALOME [
wiping away her tears
]. God only knows everything I have to suffer from you!