| ASKAR: |
Salamaleykum.* Sultan bay, you are welcome! |
| SULTAN BAY: |
(at first pleasantly, then with surprise). Balam...
are you Askar? Or are you that cloth-peddler? |
| ASKAR: |
No, bay, I àm Haji Mursal
oghlu Askar, and I’m à merchant by trade. |
| SULTAN BAY: |
Oh, I see. But it seemed to me that riff-raff was in
front of me. |
| ASKAR: |
What riff-raff? |
| SULTAN BAY: |
Nonsense, there
was riff-raff, who used to sell arshin mali. |
| ASKAR: |
I know. You wanted
to marry his aunt. Íå also asked for your daughter instead, you got angry
and you turned them out of your house, didn’t
you? |
| SULTAN BAY: |
That’s right. Balam,
but how do you know this? |
| ASKAR: |
How wouldn't I know? It was me... |
| SULTAN BAY: |
(in amazement). You can’t say so! |
| ASKAR: |
Yes, I did it on purpose to see the girl and then to
marry. |
| SULTAN BAY: |
Really? |
| ASKAR: |
Íåãå is your daughter.
She can confirm it. |
|
|
| ASKAR: |
Gulchohra! |
|
Gulchohra
enters and comes up to her father
|
| GULCHOHRA: |
See father, our dreams became true, mine and yours. Askar
played à trick on us and he caused you anger
and me suffering. All are his faults. |
| SULTAN BAY: |
(he becomes
aware): Now I understand that you are à trickster. Your late father was not such à man. Ya allah!* |
|
Íå
gives hand to Askar
|
| SULTAN BAY: |
Hallo! How are you? Íåó, Gulchohra, come here! |
|
Gulchohra
comes; the father kisses her on the forehead
|
