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. [Aside to Pepito.] He's wandering.

. 'Tis only his confession he's making.

. [Aloud.] That will do, Ernest. Go, now.

. Impossible, madam. I should go mad if I had to spend to-night away from this sick-room—out of my mind.

. But if Severo came and found you?

. What do I care? He is a loyal gentleman. Better still, let him come. We fly from fear, and only the guilty are afraid. Nothing will make me run away, or acknowledge fear.

. [Listening.] Somebody is coming.

. Is it he?

. [Going down the stage.] No, 'tis Teodora.

. Teodora! Teodora! I want to see her.

. [Sternly.] Ernest!

. Yes, I must ask her to forgive me.

. You don't remember

. I remember everything and understand. We two together! Ah, no. Enough. You need not fear. For her would I shed my blood, lay down my life, sacrifice my future, honour—all! But see her? never. 'Tis no longer possible. The mist of blood has risen between us. [Goes out on the left.]

SCENE V.

Doña Mercedes and Pepito.

. Leave me alone with her. Go inside to your father. I want to see into her heart, and shall be able to probe its depths with my tongue. 75