Scene 2 late in the day
Jerusalem- the following scene takes place just prior to the events described in Ac.1 sc.2
(Palace complex of Herod Antipater in the backdrop. Two columns faux marble with Cortinthian capitals enclose a pavilion in the foreground. A parclose with roman motif is laid diagonally across cutting the stage in two halves. Hastily laid so the delegation of the Chief Priest may observe their purity.
The golden garments of the chief are impressive and tassels of his gown arranged neatly. He is aware of his rank. He sits immobile as one page on the left of a table takes out a scroll from the chest and gives it to the scribe standing. Josias and Simon two elders are seated on the opposite side on a low stool in deference to the Chief Priest who is awaiting someone and stroking his white luxuriant beard is only sign of inward uneasiness).
Chief Priest:
Did we not give notice of pressing demand of our presence elsewhere?
Josias the elder:
(Uneasily) Any moment from now, our man ought to appear.
(Elias stops rummaging the chest for a scroll)
Josias:
These Herodians for sure know the art of sitting on the fence.
(The page resumes his search).
Mattias the scribe:
We are paying them to keep that way.
The war is going badly for the tetrarch.
Chief Priest:
When our blessed Hope comes
He shall not come singly. Battle ready
The Messiah King comes from mount Paran,
And with ten thousands of saints:
From his right hand wings the fiery law for them.
Mattias, by our reckoning we owe nothing
To a client king who is tardy with time
While we a have a flock
Under our watch, they need our counsel.
Mattias:
(Deferentially to the Chief Priest)
What prodigious memory
Your age so lightly carries?
(clears his throat)
Moses Servant of the Most High
Chose to obscure the point
That our very counsel is harried
By this Pagan occupation.
Shall we be rid of this pestilence
Blown from the South decimating
Our most revered customs and
Tradition of our Ancient Order?
(Flourishing a scroll).
Here we have Moses in his words
The Book of Devarim,
Copied and compared from the Sacred
Torah and it says thus:. “The LORD thy God
Will raise up unto thee a Prophet
From the midst of thee, of thy brethren,
Like unto me; unto him ye shall hearken;”
(Chief Priest stops him with his forefinger even as a courtier comes from the left with Festus the Palace chamberlain. The Priest stands up and turns toward him.)
A curt bow and Festus:
’Shalom’
The Chief Priest:
(stiffly), “Shalom. Is your master free to hear us? The matter brooks no delay. Hike in temple taxes must stop!”
Festus the Chamberlain:
The King is not concerned with the temple but with the war effort.
(He looks at the courtier for confirmation. He nods vigorously.)
Festus:
Most unwelcome interruption
Alas, but no use
It was dropped in our midst
By three Magi who sought the tetrarch this morning
Birth of the King of the Jews
They insist with audacity
My Master would buy time
But without success. The import of it
Has almost thrown our Serene Master
With much hand-wringing
Accepted he as of substantial merit.
The Courtier:
Their palaver in utmost secrecy
Bodes ill for us.
Our Serene Master shall allow
Hearing and let the three know
Who runs the show in Galilee and Juda.
The three soothsayers of most fertile
Mind have scanned starry sky so much so
They shall wrest truth from happenstance.
They have like hounds from heaven followed
A meteor and so much so I gleaned
From intelligence exchanged;
In their estimation
I dare say malediction heaped on our tetrarchy
Brooks no allowance but force applied
With no tinge of mercy
To which the tetrarch by fame
Beyond doubt stands nonpareil.
Josias:
Can you imagine? King of the Jews and what next?
(Silence.)
Festus:
And the upshot of it was
The Tetrarch nearly fell off
His curule seat, and for me
He called with alarm.
He would however hear from the Sanhedrin
Their edict sealed with the Holy Writ:
Mark therefore his words, Tell us,
“Where Christ should be born?” .
(The two scribes look to the Chief Priest who nods) and they promptly speak one voice as though well rehearsed:
“In Bethlehem of Judaea:
for thus it is written by the prophet,
And thou Bethlehem, in the land of Juda,
Art not the least among the princes of Juda:
For out of thee shall come a Governor.”
That shall rule my people Israel”.
Chief Priest.
“Digest Well, O Festus
The Holy Writ for the Tetrarch
Serves a sign and a lesson.”
(Turning to his delegation,)
We shall tarry
No further here; the sense and purport
Of Holy Law is sere and ill-kempt
By this misspent visitation of
Three Magi, Festus we are ill at ease here;
We shall do well at the seat of Moses
Where the covenant rules sovereign
We be but guardians and commiserate
Your Most Serene Tetrarch follow
Our precepts and holy life,-
Earlier the better for all
Time Presses, Come!”
(Lights dim as the delegation exit.)
(Simon the elder and Elias the page remain.)
Elias:
Our worthy master has been strangely quiet.
Tell me uncle, What has knocked the sound from its perch,-
The warbler of most learned and abstruse knowledge
Must be wounded,
Is it the Sanhedrin or Festus?
Simon,
Knowing you as I do I shall merely tell this:
Our fathers only sold for twenty silvers
But darling son of Mother Rachel
Benefited royally from that exchange.
He grew to judge the right from wrong
His seat being next to the Pharaoh,
Did great disservice to our nation.
Was our servitude among the brick-kilns
Of Misraim fit for our crime or was it
For the sell out of our own flesh and blood
To the band of Ishmaelite exacting its pound of flesh?
(Waving a purse) Here is what Festus has paid in all secrecy,
It sits heavy and its sting is sure shall come as before,
We have not the lesson learnt well, I fear
For betraying this King of the Jews,
Whoever he is and wherever he may be born
Shall pierce our very vitals when it comes.
The Tetrarch shall happily pay, It is how it is, my boy!
I fear the worst for the babe
Whose only crime is that he was not
Cut out for our world: treason and greed like maggots
In the very soil from which we are formed,
Have become more frisky with age
We are feeding it Boy, and we are damned
Despite of our erudition and nimble sophistry-
And this was what our little embassy today pulled off
Before our eyes. I fear the worst.
Elias:
Silence is well spoken
In this Age of apostasy.
But what do you intend with the purse?
Simon:
I shall hand it over tonight
To the Chief Priest, what else?
(Stage darkens)
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