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Om Zalat stands from where she had been milking the goat and is excited at this news. She drops all the MILK she collected on the ground. OM ZALAT I am sure that Master Abd-Ellat will not forget to bring a new cloak for me from the land of the Euphrates. ASH-ABB Master Abd Ellat is an honest and generous man. I am sure he will not forget his loyal subjects. OM ZALAT Oh I shall tell Master Abd El Mootlab the good news and obtain the reward for doing it. She calls toward the large tent. OM ZALAT (CONT’D) Master! Master, the caravan is here! It is time for the reunion! Feeling a bit left out Ash-Abb speaks to himself. ASH-ABB How could I forget to give the good news to the Master? I was the first to see the caravan coming. (louder, toward the big tent) Master! Master Abd El Mootlab, our great elder. The son who you have been waiting for is finally here. ABD EL MOOTLAB, a man age 70, with a large white beard and a majestic presence, steps out of the larger tent. He is a bit upset. ABD-EL-MOOT-LEB What is this noise? You sound like howling dogs. What’s this screaming about? Are we being attacked by wolves? Speak now that you have awakened me from sleep. ASH-ABB The caravan and master Abd-Ellat have finally arrived Master.