HEROD
Salomé, Salomé, dance for me. I pray you dance for me. I am sad to-night. Yes. I am passing sad to-night. When I came hither I slipped in blood, which is an evil omen; and I heard, I am sure I heard in the air a beating of wings, a beating of giant wings.
SALOMÉ: Will you indeed give me whatsoever I shall ask, Tetrarch?
HERODIAS
Do not dance, my…
HEROD…