The Ghoul - Coffee Preparation in the Desert
Aga Ben Dragore:
Now I will show you how we make coffee in the desert... by the native stars.
Kaney:
You don't make it yourself, do you?
Aga Ben Dragore:
No, of course not! A Circassian slave, lovely and thin, cooks it for us, kneeling. And if it is not to our liking...
Kaney:
I know! She is stripped to the waist and lashed for miles across the Sahara.
Aga Ben Dragore:
Where she is finally eaten by locusts. And rightly. Now; take this canister and do exactly as I tell you.
Kaney:
And if I fail?
Aga Ben Dragore:
The Yorkshire moors are just behind us!
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The Ghoul - Passing Conversations in a Nighttime Setting
Nigel Hartley:
I'm sorry there should be this sort of atmosphere. After all, we're only ships that pass in the night.
Broughton:
Hmmm. Do you want a drink, or will you pass now?
Aga Ben Dragore: [as Kaney is making tea for the household]
Six cups? That's just... just four too many. Eh?
Kaney:
Tell me about Egypt. Have you ever seen a shiek?
Aga Ben Dragore: [Imperiously folding his arms]
I am one!
Kaney: [Shocked; drops knife; he hands it back]
What? Thank you. Then how should I address you? Oh - I'm cutting sandwiches for a sheikh! I don't feel quite well.
Aga Ben Dragore:
Oh, don't be alarmed. We're not as uncivilised as people think.
Kaney:
Oh, don't say that! Do you ride a white stallion?
Aga Ben Dragore:
Sometimes.
Kaney:
Down the path of the moon! The noble animal plunging and frothing at the nostrils till it founders at your feet, faithful unto death!
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