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. We'll see—but here he comes [Looks down the stage.]

. Hush!

SCENE II

Don Julian, Teodora, and Ernest behind.

. Welcome!

. Don Julian!—and Teodora! [''Salutes absently. Sits down near the table in pensive silence.'']

. [Approaching him.] What's the matter?

. Nothing.

. You look as if something ailed you—your preoccupation reveals it. No trouble, I hope?

. Nonsense.

. Nor disappointment?

. None whatever.

. I don't annoy you?

. You! good heavens! [Rises and comes toward him effusively.] You speak out of the right of friendship and affection, and you read me through and through. Yes, sir; there is indeed something the matter. I will tell you, if you, and you also, Teodora, out of your pity, will hold me excused. I am an ungrateful fool, a mere boy, in truth, deserving neither of your kindness nor of your affection. Possessing such a father and such a sister, I ought to be happy, with no care for the morrow. But it is not so. I blush to explain it,—can't you understand?—Yes, yes, you must see how false my position is. I live here on alms. [With energy.]

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