Berm. You are right, Don Juan. And now, you’ll both excuse me, I am deeply affected—and I could not co-ordinate two ideas.
Juan (aside, to his wife). Are you listening? He could not co-ordinate two ideas. I say, I say, why did I trust to him!
Berm. Later on—to-morrow—some other day—I shall have the pleasure of paying my compliments to you and of seeing Lazarus. Now, permit me to retire.
Dol. (rising and hurrying towards him). But you are not yet going back to Madrid? No, for God’s sake!
Berm. No, señora. I shall remain here fifteen or twenty days longer.
Dol. Then, come again; come again, I implore you!
Juan. Yes; come again.
Berm. Yes, señor, I shall come again.
Dol. To-morrow?
Juan. If you gave a little look in to-night—eh? You could take coffee with us. I have some sherry——