LAF. (to his men.) Attend to the passengers. (the men salute and exeunt; Lafitte sees the unconscious nun, goes to her and stoops to pick her up.) She must have air. (he puts her veil aside.) Mariana!—(kissing her hands.) Not dead, thank God! Narbonne! (to one of his men.) Tell Doctor Borde to come here instantly. (exit Narbonne.) Sweetheart ... (kissing her hands.) little sweetheart.... (enter Dr. Borde; he comes to Mariana’s side; kneels; feels her pulse; listens to her heart.)
DR. B. She must be kept perfectly quiet and, in the event of her regaining consciousness, it will be best for her to see no one but the nuns who were with her.
LAF. Is she in danger?
DR. B. Impossible to say. Shock. I will— (stooping as if to lift Mariana.)
LAF. (putting him aside.) Order the best room in the Pride gotten ready immediately. (exit Dr. Borde; Lafitte gently lifts Mariana: kisses her face tenderly and is carrying her out when the curtain falls.)
CURTAIN.
