Ernest. Who can she be?
Pepito. Who could want to see you?
Ernest. I cannot think.
Pepito. [Aside.] This is startling. [Takes up his hat and holds out his hand.] Well, I'll leave you in peace. Good-bye and good luck. [To the servant.] What are you waiting for, you booby?
Servant. For orders to show the lady in.
Pepito. In such a case 'tis your business to anticipate them. And afterwards, until the veiled one has departed, you mustn't let any one in unless the sky were falling.
Servant. Then I am to show her in?
Ernest. Yes. [To Pepito at the door.] Good-bye.
Pepito. Good-bye, Ernest. [Exeunt servant and Pepito.]
Ernest. A lady? on what pretext? What does this mean? [Enter Teodora, thickly veiled; she stands without approaching.] Ah, there she is!