DAR. You think so?
DOM. (nods his head.) All along the coasts of Spain and France he would take his dog and be gone for days together.
DAR. But that—
DOM. May mean nothing. I think differently. (looking at his watch.) Heavens! I shall not be able to see my future father-in-law to-day. I must rejoin my ship.
DAR. You will be back to dinner?
DOM. Yes. Au revoir. (exeunt; Bella enters just as Duval, Pedro and the others enter.)
DUV. (in high feather.) Well, that’s done!
1st LEG. And well done. The petition cannot fail to carry weight.
DUV. Five hundred dollars reward for Lafitte’s head should bring about results.
BELLA. (advancing timidly.) It is blood money.