The Infidels would send the Christians packing.
Funny, Mozart wrote this like it was a scene in a ballet. She would have loved to see the dazzling costumes, the leaping dancers. After the battle, who would love who? What maiden in flimsy see-through would entertain the Saracen in his tent?
She played faster and faster. Her fingers stumbled on the keys.
'Dannie...please! Not so fast, darling. It's better to...