[He puts out his hand to close the clasp at
her neck, but fails.]
Gülistane.
Forbear!
Shalnass (puts his hand to his eye).
A little vein
Burst in my eye. I must behold thee dance,
To make the blood recede.
Gülistane.
A strange idea.
Shalnass.
Come, for my sake.
Gülistane.
Why, then I must put up
My hair.
Shalnass.
Then put it up. I cannot live
While thou delayest.
[Gülistane goes up the stairs.]
(To the slave.)
Lead her here to me.
Say only this: the one she seeks awaits her.
Mark that: the one she seeks; no more.