Laz. (to Bermudez). Don’t be surprised. As I was hunting a whole week—and as we did not see each other on my return—we were embracing.
Berm. It’s natural.
Laz. My father (introducing him). I have already seen my father this morning, that’s why I don’t embrace him. (Juan looks at him imploringly.) However, that you may not imagine I love him less than my mother, I shall embrace him likewise. Father!
Juan. Lazarus! (Embracing him.) Closer to me! closer! so! (To Dolores, aside.) You see, Dolores, you see? He has such strength; he has nearly squeezed the breath out of me. It’s all folly what you have been telling me.
Dol. Yes—quite true—folly.
Juan (to Bermudez). What’s this boy suffering from?
Berm. Nothing: in substance, nothing.
Juan (to Dol.). Are you listening? What a head you have!
Laz. Make your minds easy. Delicate—slightly delicate. Don’t be cast down, mother.
Dol. (caressing him). Lazarus, my son, my Lazarus!