CALIPH: A strange story, truly. The barber has law on his side, and yet you have right on yours. The law must be obeyed, but—come here and let me whisper something to you.
(The woodcutter listens smilingly and bowing low, leaves the room.)
ACT III
PLACE: The barber's shop.
TIME: A few days later.
ALI: Ah! here comes my stupid friend the woodcutter. I suppose he has come to quarrel about the wood. No, he is smiling.
WOODCUTTER: Good day to you, friend Ali. I have come to ask if you will be so kind as to shave me and a companion from the country.
ALI: Oh, yes, I suppose so.
WOODCUTTER: How much will you charge?
ALI: A shekel for the two.