Teodora. Julian——
D. Julian. [Pointing to Ernest.] And that fellow?
Ernest. Sir!
D. Julian. I loved him! Silence, and come hither. [Ernest approaches.] You see, I am still her owner. [He holds Teodora more tightly clasped.[clasped.]]
Teodora. Yes,—I am yours.
D. Julian. Drop pretence. Don't lie.
Mercedes. [Striving to soothe him.] For pity's sake——
D. Severo. Julian!
D. Julian. [To both.] Peace. [To Teodora.] I see through you. I know well that you love him. [Teodora and Ernest try to protest, but he will not let them.] All Madrid knows it too—all Madrid.
Ernest. No, father.