Severo. This to me?
Ernest. Yes, and I have not yet done.
Severo. Your life——
Ernest. Oh, my life, as much as you like—but afterwards. [Teodora endeavours to part them, but he pushes her gently away, without releasing Don Severo.] You believe in a God—in a Maker—in hope. Well, then, as you bend your knee before the altar of that God above, so will I compel you to kneel to Teodora,—and that instantly, sir. Down—in the dust.
Teodora. For mercy's sake——
Ernest. To the ground! [Forces Don Severo to kneel.]
Teodora. Enough, Ernest.
Severo. A thousand thunders.
Ernest. At her feet!
Severo. You!