Gobble at work and——
Oskarashi: Enough. Let them be dispatched. (Black slaves hurl them into the Tigris, which obligingly flows near by.) Let the feast proceed. (An obsequious conjurer appears; nobody, however, pays any attention, except the junior members of the audience, who are properly fascinated.)
One of the Acrobats (drawing aside his disguise and revealing himself as the terrible Aswarak—whom we forgot to mention in Scene I, but who plays an important part in the proceedings. He addresses one of the attendants, who draws aside his disguise and reveals the features of the dreaded Boo Boo): All is ready?
Boo Boo (grimly): Ya Aswarak. Allah hath favoured us. Every door is stopped and the black guards have received their price.
Aswarak: It is well.... Remember she is to be mine.
Boo Boo: Whom—I mean who?
Aswarak (rapturously): The Bulbul of the night, the reward of the favoured of Islam.
Boo Boo: Have a care, Holy One, we may be overheard.
Aswarak: And the signal?
Boo Boo: Thy song. (The conjurer concludes his entertainment.)