My brother, He always pays me fairly, and to-day He'll do the same. Let him alone. Now go! Al-Hafi! go! I'll have the money---- AL-HAFI. No, not I. I'll act this farce no more. He must know soon. SALADIN. Who? what? SITTAH. Al-Hafi! say, is this your promise? Is't thus you keep your word? AL-HAFI. Could I foresee That it would come to this? SALADIN. Well, tell me all. SITTAH. Al-Hafi! I implore you, be discreet. SALADIN. 'Tis very strange; and what can Sittah have So earnestly to sue for, from a stranger-- A Dervise--rather than from me, her brother? Al-Hafi, I command you. Dervise, speak. SITTAH. Let not a trifle touch my brother nearer Than is becoming, for you know that I Have often won as much from you at chess. But as I stand in little need of gold, I've left the money in Al-Hafi's chest, Which is not over full; but never fear, It is not my intention to bestow My wealth on either of you. AL-HAFI. Were this all! SITTAH. Some more such trifles are perhaps unclaimed: My own allowance, which you set apart Has lain some months untouched. AL-HAFI. Nor is this all. SALADIN. Then tell the whole. AL-HAFI. Whilst we've been waiting for The gold from Egypt, she---- SITTAH. Nay, hear him not. AL-HAFI. Not only has had nothing,---- SALADIN. Dearest sister I-- But also has been lending it to you? AL-HAFI. Ay! at her sole expense maintained your state. SALADIN (_embracing her_). So like my sister! SITTAH. Who but you, my brother, Could make me rich enough to have the power? AL-HAFI. And soon he'll make her once again as poor As he is now. SALADIN. I poor! her brother poor! When had I more--when had I less than now? A cloak, a horse, a sabre, and my God! What need I else? and these ne'er can I lack. And yet, Al-Hafi, I could scold you now. SITTAH.