BELLA. (warmly.) It is not so. Mother could never have loved other than a fine man.
BEL. Did she ever tell you his name?
BELLA. No.—Sometimes I think they may have made a mistake about his being dead;—don’t you think so?
BEL. No,—he is dead. (turns to go.)
BELLA. (puts her hand on his arm.) You will send Dominique to me?
BEL. Yes.
BELLA. Thank you.—I do like you. (exeunt severally Bella and Beluche; distant sounds of battle; enter several pirates; they look surly, scowling.)
1st PIR. Do you hear that firing?
2d PIR. I’m not deaf. (shivers; draws his coat about him.)
1st PIR. I don’t believe in Lafitte’s co-operation; I don’t believe he advised our being stationed here.