Sultan. Is the story finished?

Hassan. That is only the beginning, O King. That little boy was myself — and the Sultan was your father — and the story I have been telling to the slave, which she has been telling to the Sultana, is the story of my own life — and, O King, this is the point: you have yourself commanded that the story — which is my life — is to have a happy ending.

Sultan. By the beard of my grandfather, you have played an odd trick upon me!

Hassan. It is the odd trick, O King, that wins the game!

Sultan. But not the rubber. Take back your wife — I restore her to you. (Handing Sunbeam to him.) I fancy that's the rub.

Hassan. Yes, you've won.

(Yussuf joins Heart's Desire.)