Then, suddenly, shouting, "After judgment, doom!" he drew a knife from his robe and sprang at her.
She fled behind us.

He followed, but Seti, crying, "Ah, I thought it," leapt between them, as he did so drawing the iron sword which he wore with his ceremonial dress.

At him he sprang and the next thing I saw was the red point of the sword standing out beyond the priest's shoulders.
Down he fell, babbling: "Is this how you show your love for Israel, Prince ?" "It is how I show my hate of murderers," answered Seti.
Then the man died.
"Oh!" cried Merapi wringing her hands, "once more I have caused Hebrew blood to flow and now all this curse will fall on me." "Nay, on me, Lady, if there is anything in curses, which I doubt, for this deed was mine, and at the worst yonder mad brute's knife did not fall on you." "Yes, life is left if only for a little while.

Had it not been for you, Prince, by now, I----" and she shuddered.
"And had it not been for you, Moon of Israel, by now I----" and he smiled, adding, "Surely Fate weaves a strange web round you and me.
First you save me from the sword; then I save you.

I think, Lady, that in the end we ought to die together and give Ana here stuff for the best of all his stories.