| SULTAN
BAY: |
Wow!
Do I see à ghost? No, it seems to me she is à real woman,
and she comes out of my house. It seems that God sent my equal. |
| Hå
is going towards Jahan |
| SULTAN
BAY: |
Lady,
who are you? What are you doing in my house? |
| JAHAN:
|
I
brought Arshin Mali, to show the girls. |
| SULTAN
BÀÓ: |
(aside)
She is à real woman. But it would be not bad if I could see
her face. (Hå says to her). Well sister, may be you
are à man in à woman’s clothes! |
| JAHAN: |
Oh,
brother, what are you saying? |
| SULTAN
BAY: |
If
not, then open your face à little bit, I want to be sure. |
| JAHAN:
|
(opening
her face) Do you see that I’m à woman? |
| SULTAN
BAY: |
Yes,
I do (aside) she is just the woman I wanted! (Hå
says tî hår) Well, explain to me, who are you? What are
you? And whom do you belong to? |
| JAHAN:
|
I’m
the cloth peddler’s aunt and I sell goods to girls and women. |
| SULTAN
BAY: |
But
you didn’t tell me whom you belong to? |
| JAHAN:
|
Bay,
I am the broker Karbalayi Nasir's wife. May be you knew him. |
| SULTAN
BÀÓ: |
No,
I didn’t know. I do not have any contact with brokers... Well
it means your husband is à broker, and you sell Arshin Mali... |
| JAHAN:
|
Yes,
my husband used to be à broker. |
| SULTAN
BAY: |
Used
to? And what is he doing now? |
| JAHAN:
|
God
knows what he is doing now! My late husband died 12 years
ago. |
| SULTAN
BAY: |
(chuckles)
Is he dead? So it means you are à widow, aren’t you? |
| JAHAN:
|
Yes,
I am. |
| SULTAN
BAY: |
So,
there you are! |
| Hå
coughs and becomes serious |
| |
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