PED. Your pardon. I had not thought of the fortune. Your own is sufficient guarantee against financial motives.
MAN. I love her, certainly.
PED. Then—I shall be able to help you.
MAN. She will not listen to you.
PED. I shall not ask her to do so. Do not let her know that I am in Bayonne.
MAN. You wear a French Colonel’s uniform. She will hear of you through Captain Durand.
PED. She will hear only of his Colonel, whose name is Tolosa.
MAN. But you?
PED. I am Colonel Tolosa. Five years ago I dropped the name of my adopted parents, and assumed that of the little Spanish town in which I was born.
MAN. You joined the French army!