Mercedes. Hush! Here is Ernest.
Teodora. [Aside.] How dreadful! If he should know—— [Teodora turns away her face, and holds her head bent. Don Julian looks at her questioningly.]
SCENE VIII
Teodora, Doña Mercedes, Don Julian, Don Severo, Ernest and Pepito grouped from left to right. On entering, Pepito stands on Don Julian's side and Ernest walks over to Teodora.
Ernest. [Looking at Don Julian and Teodora. Aside.] He and she! It is no illusion. Can it be what I feared? what that fool told me. [Referring to Pepito, who at that moment enters behind.] It was not his invention.
Pepito. [Staring strangely about.] My salutations to all, and good appetite—as it is dinner-time. Here are the tickets, Teodora. Don Julian——
Teodora. Thanks, Pepito. [Accepts them mechanically.]
Ernest. [To Don Julian in a low voice.] What's the matter with Teodora?
D. Julian. Nothing.
Ernest. [In same tone.] She is pale, and has been crying.