Dol. Well thought of!
Juan. And then to Paris. We shall consult all the eminent men.
Dol. Quite so. Then to Germany.
Juan. And to England. The English know a great deal. Bah! there is plenty of science dispersed throughout the world.
Dol. Then we shall collect it all for Lazarus.
Juan. Without fail! All for him! Whatever remains of my fortune for him! I have squandered much, but I am still rich.
Dol. I have never called you to a reckoning. You have squandered your own.
Juan. No, señora: no, señora. It was not mine. I see it now. It belonged to Lazarus. But Lord! I did not know I was going to have Lazarus. Dolores, we must save him.
Dol. We hang on to his reason like two creatures in despair, that it may not fly away. Is it not true? (Clinging to him.)
Juan. Like two of the desperate, and like two parents. Is it not so? (Pressing her to him.) And we shall save him, eh? Don’t say no; don’t say no! (Falls weeping on a sofa.) I have been bad, but without bad intention. I did not know this. Would that I had been told! Lazarus, my Lazarus!