Zaguir. Poor woman!—to consume all the remedies which he has obtained every night during two months!
Aisha. You presumptuous boy!
Zaguir. Do not call me after all kinds of beasts, auntie dear! I don’t ask you who this unknown is; he concerns me not. But I know truly that I should be cut in pieces before I would whisper a word. You may tell your mistress that!
Aisha. Allah protect me! I shall not tell her that you know.
Zaguir. As you wish! But whisper to her that they are watching her house. (The bells again begin to ring.)
Aisha. And in vain for two days.
Zaguir. Yes, fortunately!—He did not come last night, or the night before.
Aisha. And Zoraya is worried enough!—Go, thou!—Quickly!—I hear her!
Zaguir is going out when Zoraya appears, parting the portières at the left.