Slave.
She is half dead with fear, for some highwayman
Pursued her here, and then the dogs attacked her
And pulled her down. All out of breath she asked me,
"Is this Shalnassar's house, the carpet-dealer?"
Shalnass.
It is the wife of that sweet fool. He sent her.
Be still. (He goes to Gülistane, who is just
putting a string of pearls about her throat.)
O lovely! they're not worth their place.
[He goes back to the slave.]
Slave.
She also speaks of Ganem.
Shalnass.
Of my son?
All one. Say, is she fair?
Slave.
I thought so.
Shalnass.
What!
Slave.
But all deformed with fear.
Gülistane.
Some business?
Shalnass (to her).
None,
But serving thee.