Sindibad—Send thy women away.
Halima—I dare not.
Sindibad—Send thy women away! I have words they must not hear.
Halima—(To attendants.) Go!
(Kodama's slave stands motionless.)
Sindibad—(To Slave.) I am cousin to thy master. Go with the women.
(Slave goes slowly C. from the room. Halima has risen from the dais, and seated herself on a rug in the centre of the room. She is humming coquettishly and is admiring herself in a mirror. Sindibad watches her eagerly for an instant.)
Sindibad—My blood has changed to leaping flame.
Halima—If thou comest nearer I shall call my women back.
Sindibad—Unbind thy wondrous hair. It is a fountain of living gold.