Guimard. What shall I ask?

Biskra. Say my words.

Guimard. Speak.

Biskra. “God is One, there is no other God but He the Merciful, the Pitiful.”

Guimard.“ God is One, there is no other God but He the Merciful, the Pitiful.”

Biskra. Lie down on the floor. [GUIMARD lies down involuntarily.] What dost thou hear?

Guimard. I hear a fountain plash.

Biskra. See thou, God is One, and there is no one else but He the Merciful, the Pitiful! What dost thou see?

Guimard. I hear a fountain plash. I see a lamp shine, by a window with green blinds, in a white street.

Biskra. Who sits at the window?