JUDITH (smiling).  We hold converse with words, but the shadow of destruction is over us, and our hearts are darkened, and we hide our hearts in speech.  Ozias, governor of Bethulia, show me your heart.

OZIAS.  I dare not.

JUDITH.  Dare!  I am not afraid.

OZIAS.  YOU are more beautiful than aforetime—­were it possible.

JUDITH (accepting the compliment).  And if I am?

OZIAS.  That is what is in my heart!  Behold my heart, and the depths of my heart.  Look deep, and deeper, and still you will see naught therein but the beauty and the subtlety of Judith.

JUDITH.  It is no common man that with the parched tongue of thirst can talk thus while unspeakable calamity assails the city.

OZIAS.  It is Ozias.

JUDITH (gently).  I came not to meet Ozias, but the governor of Bethulia.  From my tent I hearkened to the words which he spoke to the people, and the Lord said to me:  Go down to him, thou, a woman.  And I am here.

OZIAS.  The Lord reigns!  That which I said to the people did not please the ear of Judith?

JUDITH.  No.

OZIAS.  I spoke to the people according to their understanding.  Have you not said it is not meet for the people to know the thoughts of the ruler?  Hearken again?  And I will speak now to the wise woman.  I flattered the people with vain praise of their courage, when they have no courage.  I affrighted the people with a prophecy of terror, when there is no terror—­for Holofernes is a great warrior, and has compassion in his greatness, for he is a Babylonian.  I gave them hope of succour when succour is none—­for, with a hundred and twenty thousand footmen and twelve thousand horse against us (with dry humour) to count upon the mercy of the Lord is presumption.

JUDITH (moves aside and returns.  Sweetly).  Why then did you speak thus to the people?  And to what end did you deceive them?  I beseech you yet again to show me your heart, for it is right that I should know.

OZIAS.  I saw the vastness of the future as in a vision.  If the God of Israel perchance is merciful, and the city is saved at the eleventh hour, then it will be said in Jerusalem that there is none like Ozias of Bethulia for steadfastness, for he alone by his ardour revived the fainting populace and held firm the city; and great will be my recompense....  But that is a dream.  Always I have faced the substance of things, and the substance is that Nebuchadnezzar has decreed to rule over the whole earth, and from the east to the west there is no living man that shall not bow down before Nebuchadnezzar.  Bethulia will fall.  I, the governor, shall be taken captive and shown to Nebuchadnezzar, and in that day Holofernes shall say to Nebuchadnezzar:  Lo!  Here is Ozias the Israelite who resisted thy mighty armies for thirty-four days and yet five days more.  Use him if it seem good to thee.  And I shall be lifted up to be a satrap of Nebuchadnezzar, and I shall partake of the bright glory of Nebuchadnezzar.  And—­(hesitates.)