Why, if he pays me everything he owes, or gives up the security . . .
The security is the pass.
Yes. If he gives up that or pays . . .
You know he’s practically king of the whole country. It seems rather cheek almost my sending for him like this.
He must come.
But what are you going to do?
If he gives up the pass . . .
Why, if he gives up the pass you’d be you’d be a kind of queen of it all.
Well, if he does that, all right. . .
But what if he doesn’t?
Why, if he doesn’t pay . . .
I am here.
Greeting once more.
Again greeting.... The great lady,
Miss Clement, is here.
[Hussein and Miralda look at each other.]
You will pay to Miss Clement and not to your god of bronze. On the word of an Englishman, your god of bronze shall not have one gold piece that belongs to the great lady!
Hussein [looking contemptuous]
On the word of the Lord of the Pass, I only pay to Hinnard.
[He stands smiling while Miralda regards him. Exit.]
He won’t pay.
What are we to do now?
John Beal [to Miralda]
I’m afraid he’s rather an ugly customer to introduce you to like that. I’m sorry he came now.
O, I like him, I think he looks splendid.
Well, what are we to do?