Then dance to me that I may touch you with my wand.
[_Fairy Queen touches Karen's shoes with her wand. The shoes fall off._]
KAREN. Dear Fairy Queen! Dear Fairy Queen! I thank you! I thank you!
FAIRY QUEEN. Look, Karen, your shoes are dancing away! Soon they will be
lost to you forever. Shall I not bring them back?
KAREN. No, no! Let them go! Now I am free! Now I can rest!
FAIRY QUEEN. Then come, dear child, I will guide you to your home.
THE STORY OF ALI COGIA
SCENE I
TIME: _one evening_.
PLACE: _the house of a merchant in Bagdad_.
* * * * *
THE MERCHANT.
THE MERCHANT'S WIFE.
* * * * *
[_The_ MERCHANT _and his_ WIFE _are at supper._]
WIFE. Our neighbors bought some fine olives to-day. It has been a long time
since we have had olives. I am quite hungry for them.
MERCHANT. Now you speak of olives, you put me in mind of the jar which Ali
Cogia left with me.
WIFE (_pointing to a jar in another part of the room_). There is the very
jar waiting for him against his return.
MERCHANT. Certainly he must be dead, since he has not returned in all this
time. Give me a plate; I will open the jar, and if the olives be good, we
will eat them.
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