Enter Bermudez, Don Timoteo and Javier.
Juan. Bermudez—save my son and demand of me my life, my soul—all that you wish—what shall I not give you?—but save my Lazarus.
Dolores runs to meet Bermudez; Carmen alone remains with
Lazarus.
Dol. Bermudez, one hope! One hope!
Bermudez, followed by Dolores and Don Juan, approaches
Lazarus. Timoteo advances towards Carmen. Javier stands apart.
Tim. Come, Carmen; my daughter, come. It is getting late.
Car. No. With him; I’ll not leave him so.
Tim. It is necessary—for heaven’s sake, girl. (Separating her from Lazarus.)
Car. Lazarus, they are separating us.
Laz. (gathering himself together with a supreme effort.) Who? That old man! That scum of the earth! Away, scum, to your heap of refuse! I pass on to life! I pass on to love! Carmen, to my arms! (Rushes towards her, catches her, and takes her to the balcony. The others follow them). Look, what an horizon! What splendour! Come, melt your soul in mine, enfold your body round mine, and let us mingle ourselves among yonder rays of light. Yes, come, Carmen, come!