Kodama—Amber pools where men may—what do men find in thine eyes?
Halima—I know not, unless thou sayest.
Kodama—And thy skin is of pearl, is it not so?
Halima—Shall I send away the women, oh my lord?
Kodama—I am not loving thee. Let the women and the lights remain.
Halima—I had hoped—
Kodama—Thou hadst hoped! Am I a fledgling to faint under thy beauty?
Halima—Thou didst marry me.
Kodama—It was a wise bargain with thy father, whose hands will help carry my trade into the desert, and beyond.
Halima—I thought thy kinsman Sindibad would do that. He is a son of the desert.