SCENE IV
_Teodora, Ernest, Doña Mercedes, and Don Severo. The latter remain standing behind as they enter. The room is quite dark, save for a glimmer of light shed from the balcony, whither Ernest and Teodora have moved._
ERNEST. How good you are!
TEODORA. And you, what a boy! After to-day I hope you have done with sadness—eh?
ERNEST. Quite.
MERCEDES. [_Outside, speaking low._] How dark it is!
SEVERO. [_In same tone._] Come away, Mercedes.
MERCEDES. [_Crossing the threshold._] There is nobody here.
SEVERO. [_Detaining her._] Yes, there is. [_Both stand a while peering._]
ERNEST. Teodora, my whole life, a thousand lives would still not be enough to offer you in return for your kindness. Don't judge me by my morose temper. I cannot lend a showy front to my affections, but, believe me, I do know how to love—and hate as well. My heart can beat to bursting under the lash of either sentiment.
MERCEDES. [_To Severo._] What are they saying?
SEVERO. Something odd, but I hear imperfectly. [_Teodora and Ernest go out on the balcony, speaking low._]
MERCEDES. 'Tis Ernest.
SEVERO. And she—I suppose—is——
MERCEDES. Teodora.
SEVERO. Their eternal tricks—always together. I can stand no more of this. And their words? I mustn't put it off any longer——
MERCEDES. True, Severo. Come away. It is certainly your duty, since everybody is talking.
SEVERO. Yes, I must open Julian's eyes—to-day, at once.
MERCEDES. The fellow has impudence enough, and to spare.
SEVERO. By all that's holy—so has she.
MERCEDES. Poor girl! She's but a child. Leave her to me.
TEODORA. Another house? Surely no. You wouldn't leave us? What an idea! Julian would never consent.
SEVERO. [_To Doña Mercedes._] I should think not indeed, neither would I. [_Aloud._] Ah, Teodora, you didn't see me? This is how you receive your guests.
TEODORA. [_Coming from the balcony._] Don Severo! I am delighted.
MERCEDES. Is there no dinner this evening? It's near the hour.
TEODORA. Mercedes too!
MERCEDES. Yes, Teodora.
SEVERO. [_Aside._] She is a capital actress. What a creature!
TEODORA. I must ring for lights. [_Touches the bell on the table._]
SEVERO. Quite so. Every one likes plenty of light.
SERVANT. Madam?
TEODORA. Bring the lamps, Genaro. [_Exit servant._]
SEVERO. He who follows the narrow path of loyalty and duty, and is always that which he appears to be, need never fear the light, nor blush in its glare.
[_The servant enters with lamps, the stage is brilliantly illuminated. After a pause._]
TEODORA. [_Laughing naturally._] So I should think, and such, I imagine, is the general opinion. [_Looks at Mercedes._]
MERCEDES. I suppose so.
SEVERO. Hulloa, Don Ernest! what were you doing out there? Were you with Teodora when we came in! [_Speaks with marked intention._]
ERNEST. [_Coldly._] I was here as you see.
SEVERO. The deuce you were! It is rather dark to see. [_Approaches him with outstretched hand, looking fixedly at him. Teodora and Mercedes converse apart. Aside._] His face is flushed, and he appears to have been crying. In this world only children and lovers weep. [_Aloud._] And Julian?
TEODORA. He went away to write a letter.
ERNEST. [_Aside._] Though I have patience to spare, this man tries me hard.
SEVERO. [_To Teodora._] I am going to see him. There is still time before dinner?
TEODORA. Plenty.
SEVERO. Good. Then to work. [_Aside, rubbing his hands, and looking back at Ernest and Teodora. Aloud._] Goodbye.
TEODORA. Goodbye.
SEVERO. [_Rancorously, from the door._] My faith!