Cafour—The sons of other mothers, but not of my blood!
Hassan—The Spanish General—
(The Moors again are silent. General enters with Pedro.)
General—When were they taken?
Pedro—Last night, General. We tried to get thee, but thy house was closed and dark.
General—They said eight prisoners. I count but seven.
Pedro—There was a lad who flung himself over the wall into the Darro.
General—A brave lad!
Pedro—We have not looked for the body.
Cafour—Oh, my son!