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. [Aside, wondering.] In every house!

. [Looking for the first time at Don Lorenzo, and again looking steadily in front of him.] Can she be that poor gentleman's daughter,—eh?

. What poor gentleman?

. [Without looking at him.] The gentleman who is [Touches his forehead, still not looking at Don Lorenzo, who, unobserved by the keepers, makes a gesture of surprise.]

. [Aside.] Ah—no—what an idea! [Aloud, with an effort of self-control.] Just so. She is the daughter of [Observes them with increasing anxiety.]

. Well, she is very beautiful, though so sad.

. 'Tis reason enough she has to be sad.

. You know?

. Everything. [Looks a moment at Don Lorenzo and then away.]

. Dr. Tomás told you?

. Not to us.

. He told the doctor.

. Why should he talk to us? We, in doing our duty

. [Aside.] All my body is bathed in a cold sweat, like the sweat of death. I am raving—This can't possibly be true. [Repeats mechanically.] In doing your duty

. We are here on the look-out in case he should become obstreperous.

. In case he should become obstreperous?—who? 183