Tim. (to Dol.) Till to-morrow. (To Don J.) Till to-morrow.
Juan. Nor shall we let to-morrow go by. I shall pay you a solemn visit—and prepare yourself, little rogue (to Carmen).
Car. I?
Juan. Silence, he is asleep.
Tim. Good, good. Ah! it is late. Good-bye.
Dol. Good-bye, my daughter.
All have spoken in low voices.
[Exeunt Carmen and Timoteo.
Dol. (approaching Javier.) Did he work long?
Jav. A short time, but with great ardour. A great effort of intellect.