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ching her arm.] Dost call this nothing? RUAHMAH: Since my lord is come! NAAMAN: I do not know thy face,--who art thou, child? RUAHMAH: The handmaid of thy wife. NAAMAN: Whence comest thou? Thy voice is like thy mistress, but thy looks Have something foreign. Tell thy name, thy land. RUAHMAH: Ruahmah is my name, a captive maid, The daughter of a prince in Israel, Where once, in olden days, I saw my lord Ride through our highlands, when Samaria Was allied with Damascus to defeat Our common foe. NAAMAN: And thou rememberest this? RUAHMAH: As clear as yesterday! Master, I saw Thee riding on a snow-white horse beside Our king; and all we joyful little maids Strewed boughs of palm along the victors' way, For you had driven out the enemy, Broken; and both our lands were friends and free. NAAMAN: [Sadly.] Well, they are past, those noble days! The days When nations would imperil all to keep Their liberties, are only memories now. The common cause is lost,--and thou art brought, The captive of some mercenary raid, Some skirmish of a gold-begotten war, To serve within my house. Dost thou fare well? RUAHMAH: Master, thou seest. NAAMAN: Yes, I see! My child, Why do they hate thee so? RUAHMAH: I do not know, Unless because I will not bow to Rimmon. NAAMAN: Thou needest not. I fear he is a god Who pities not his people, will not save. My heart is sick with doubt of him. But thou Shalt hold thy faith,--I care not what it is,-- Worship thy god; but keep thy spirit free. [He takes the amulet from his neck and gives it to her.] Here, take this chain and wear it with my seal, None shall molest the maid who carries this. Thou hast found favour in thy master's eyes; Hast thou no other gift to ask of me? RUAHMAH: [Earnestly.] My lord, I do entreat thee not to go To-morrow to the council. Seek the King And speak with him in secret; but avoid The audience-hall. NAAMAN: Why, what is this? Thy wits Are wandering. My honour is engaged To speak for war, to lead in war against The Assyrian Bull and save Damascus. RUAHMAH: [With confused earnestness.] Th
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