SCENE II.--_The place of palms._ DAYA _and_ RECHA _with_ NATHAN.

DAYA: He's still beneath the palms.

RECHA: Just one peep more.

NATHAN: Don't let him see you with me. Best go in. [_Exeunt_ DAYA _and_ RECHA. _Enter the_ TEMPLAR. Forgive me, noble Frank.

TEMPLAR: Well, Jew; your will?

NATHAN: I'm Nathan, father to the maid you saved. In what can I be useful? I am rich. Command me.

TEMPLAR: Nay, your wealth is naught to me. Yet, this, a coin or cloth for a new mantle, When this is done. Don't quake; it's strong and good To last awhile; but here it's singed with flame.

NATHAN: This brand. Oh, I could kiss it! Would you send This mantle to my daughter that her lips May cling to this dear speck?

TEMPLAR: Remember, Jew, My vows, my Order, and my Christian faith!

NATHAN: All lands produce good men. Are we our nation's? Were Jews and Christians such ere they were men? And I have found in thee one more who stands A man confest.

TEMPLAR: Nathan, thy hand; I blush To have mistaken thee. We will be friends. Hark you, the maid, your daughter, whom I saved, Makes me forget that I am partly monk. How say you; may I hope?

NATHAN: Your suit, young man, Must be considered calmly. Give me time To know your lineage and your character. A parent must be careful of his child. [_Enter_ DAYA.

DAYA: The sultan sends for thee in haste.

NATHAN: I'll go. Knight, take it not amiss.

TEMPLAR: I'll quit you first. Farewell! [_Exit._

NATHAN: 'Tis not alone my Leonard's walk, But even his stature and his very voice. Filnek and Stauffen--I will soon know more.