Kodama—Four days more shall the feasting last. There is yet time.
Halima—I am eager for the jewels, and cloths of gold he was to bring. Thou didst promise my father—
Kodama—Enough, enough! Art thou a child that patience is not in thee? Before the feast has ended he will come. I weary of these murmurings.
Halima—(Claps hands.) Music for my lord.
(Slave sings. As the song ends a slave appears before Kodama.)
Slave to Kodama—The young Sheykh Sindibad is here.
(Sindibad appears L. with some men from his caravan, and a young slave, who is carrying three bundles tied in silken cloths. He walks airily to the dais.)
Kodama—Sindibad!
(Sindibad and Kodama embrace. Halima, with a coquettish gesture, puts her veil before her face.)
Sindibad—Let forgiveness for my tardiness be granted, cousin, when thou seest what I have brought. Many treasures have I found thy lady, before whom I prostrate myself.