Lagrimas—It is of no consequence. Do not let me keep thee from thy father.
Rodriguez—Ah, he hurt thee with his cruel speech.
Lagrimas—Nay, he was right. I can give thee nothing.
Rodriguez—Thou canst give me what I most lack, faith in myself. I am a make believe soldier, a boy decked out with a sword at my side, and a plume in my hat. Until this day I never questioned his bidding, and now I have defied him, I have defied my father.
Lagrimas—Will he forgive thee?
Rodriguez—I know not. Pride of birth, pride of position, pride of power, these are his gods. I have dared to attack his power.
Lagrimas—Make him proud of thee. Capture Hafiz. He will forgive thee then.
Rodriguez—Capture Hafiz? That may not be so easy.
Lagrimas—Thy plan will succeed because of its very daring. I know thou canst do it. (Slowly.) I believe thee to be a brave man.
Rodriguez—And thou?