SALOME

[Smiling.] Thou wilt do this thing for me, Narraboth. Thou knowest that thou wilt do this thing for me. And on the morrow when I shall pass in my little by the bridge of the idol-buyers, I will look at thee though the muslin veils, I will look at thee. Look at me, Narraboth, look at me. Ah! thou knowest that thou wilt do what I ask of thee, Thou knowest it...I know that thou wilt do this thing.

 

SALOME

Speak again, Iokanaan. Thy voice is as music to mine ear.

 

SALOME

Speak again! Speak again, Iokanaan, and tell me what I must do.