Halima—Oh, hungry ears, be not so eager for these words of love.
Sindibad—Thy body is wonderful as a hidden river whereon the moonlight dances. Rest thou upon my beating heart, oh beloved.
Halima—All of heaven is here.
Sindibad—I drink thy lips like wine. (Kisses her. Exeunt. Stage is empty for a very short time.)
(The Slave and Kodama enter hurriedly R.)
Slave to Kodama—This way, my master, they went but a moment since, and thou canst get them ere they reach the court.
Kodama—(Drawing scimiter.) Stay! (Exit C.)
(The slave remains motionless on the stage, and there is silence. Then Kodama returns wiping his blade. He spits on the floor.)
Kodama—Allah!
(Halima enters C. She rushes to Kodama.)