Mansur monologue (Act 1) — Kismet : $b An "Arabian night" in three acts

(_Springing up with great rage._) Hear! Hear! (_Reading from right to left._) “In the name of Allah, the Compassionating the Compassionate. From Abdallah, Caliph and King of Mankind to his Wazir of Police. But after. We find all the moneys of our various departments of state, complete and in account, saving those under thy control. Report thou to us accordingly at our diwan this day. Though mine uncle the King be dead, justice and order have not died with him.” (_He tears the letter to bits, stuffs strips into his mouth, chews them and spits them out again._) Wah! Now Allah damn the grammarian for this! This is _his_ handiwork, big-turban’d, bean-fed son of a sow! So I’m to end through _him_? I who sat in his seat, hard by the side of the throne. By all devils that kneel round hell, I swear this shall never be—do ye hear me?—no, never! (_He strikes at AFIFE in his rage._)