Pepito. It is impossible.
D. Severo. She cannot pass. This woman must not remain in my house—turn her out at once. [To Pepito.] No compassion—this very moment.
Ernest. What!
Teodora. My mind is wandering.
D. Severo. Though your mother should stand in front of that woman, Pepito, you have my orders. Obey them. Never mind her prayers or supplications. If she should cry—then let her cry. [With concentrated fury.] Away with her, away—else I might kill her.
Teodora. Julian orders——
D. Severo. Yes, Julian.
Ernest. Her husband! It cannot be.
Teodora. I must see him.
D. Severo. Very well. Look at him, once more—and then—depart.