COURT TAILOR
(Very prostrate) O Master of the World, O Master!
CALIPH
Slit me this robe in twain.
COURT TAILOR
(Moaning as he does so) Allah is great, Allah is great.
Such a well-cut robe: such excellent silk!
CALIPH
Come hither both.
CAPTAIN OF MILITARY
(Hanging back) The glory is all to the police.
CHIEF OF POLICE
The credit is entirely due to my honourable friend.
CALIPH
(Insisting) Come hither both.
(They are fitted with half a robe of honour each amid laughter.)
SOLDIERS
Long live those whom the Caliph delights to honour!
CAPTAIN OF MILITARY
(Under his teeth) Mutinous swine!