JAFAR
Master, we have been warned of danger!

(A basket comes down.)

CALIPH
Danger? What care I?

(Sits in the basket, and is drawn up.)

JAFAR
Eh, Masrur, I could sleep a little.

MASRUR
You would wake in paradise if the Caliph heard you, Jafar.

(MASRUR waves his sword dexterously near JAFAR's neck.)

JAFAR
(As he ascends into the basket, pointing to Masrur's sword)
The path to Paradise is narrow and shiny, O Masrur.

MASRUR
(With the grim motion of the sword) Ya, Jafar, it is a short cut.

(Jafar having ascended, MASRUR ascends, and the basket is let down
for Ishak.)

ISHAK