A tablet saying, "We have fought and conquered,"
No word of his own person. Fares he well?

SABALLIDIN:
Alas, most ill! For he is like a man
Consumed by some strange sickness: wasted, wan,--
His eyes are dimmed so that scarce can see;
His ears are dulled; his fearless face is pale
As one who walks to meet a certain doom
Yet will not flinch. It is most pitiful,--
But you shall see.

RUAHMAH:
Yea, we shall see a man
Who took upon himself his country's burden, dared
To hazard all to save the poor and helpless;
A man who bears the wrath of evil powers
Unknown, and pays the hero's sacrifice.

[_Enter BENHADAD with courtiers._]

BENHADAD:
Where is my faithful servant Naaman,
The captain of my host?

SABALLIDIN:
My lord, he comes.

[_Trumpet sounds. Enter company of soldiers in armour. Then four
soldiers bearing captured standards of Asshur. NAAMAN follows, very