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. [Aside.] How they stare at one another!

. [Aside.] What a noble fellow!

. [To Don Julian.] Why do you withhold your hand? It is our last adieu, Don Julian. [''Goes toward him with outstretched hands. Don Julian embraces him.'']

. No, lad. The question well considered, this is neither the first nor the last. It is the cordial embrace of two honourable men. You must not mention your mad project again.

. Then he is not going away?

. Never. I have not the habit of changing my mind or the plans I have matured because of a boy's caprice or a madman's folly. And I have still less intention of weakly subjecting my actions to the town's idle gossip.

. Julian!

. Enough. Dinner is served.

. Father, I cannot

. But what if I believe you can? Or does my authority begin to bore you?

. I beg you

. Come, dinner is ready. Give your arm to Teodora, and take her in.

. [Looking at her, but holding back.] To Teodora!

. [With a similar emotion.] Ernest!

. Yes, as usual.

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