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 body, my own and strangers alike. Let them come here, and let them await my orders here while I am doing my duty elsewhere. What are you waiting for?

. [Aside to Dr. Tomás.] You must not contradict him. Call them. [''Dr. Tomás rings a bell. Enter servant, to whom he speaks in low voice, and then goes out R.'']

. 'Tis the last test. They almost inspire me with pity, the traitors! Oh, I am well sustained by the certainty of triumph. Be still, my heart. There they are, there they are! I can't see them—I who loved them so fondly. I cannot, and still my eyes turn to them, seeking them, seeking them ever.

SCENE XII

Don Lorenzo, Dr. Tomás and Bermúdez. Doña Ángela. Inés, the Duchess and Edward, R.

. Inés! It is not possible. She! No, no, it cannot be, my child! [''Goes towards her with outstretched arms. Inés runs to him.'']

. Father! [Bermúdez hastens to interpose, and separates them roughly.]

. Come, come, Don Lorenzo, you might hurt your daughter very seriously.

. [Seizing his arm and shaking him violently.] You scoundrel! Who are you to tear my child away from me?

. Lorenzo!

. Don Lorenzo!

. Oh, heavens! [''The ladies group together instinctively. Inés in her mother's arms, the Duchess near'' 188