General—He could not live.
Cafour—He could not die. He is young, strong, happy,—he could not die.
General—If he lives, I will have him shot for trying to escape.
Cafour—Thou saidst "brave," thou wouldst not kill him?
General—As I would kill all infidels who fight against Spain and our holy religion.
Cafour—I do not fight against thy country, or thy God. I beg for the life of my boy. He is not dead. I know he is not dead. Perhaps he fell into a tree, and is only hurt. Send down the soldiers and see.
General—(To Cafour.) Go!
Cafour—Send down the soldiers and see, Allah will put a blessing on thy house. He will give thy son his delight. He will make his children to rule over men.
General—Infidel! I care not for thy blessing. (To Pedro.) Take her.
Cafour—Oh, heart that is dead to pity! As my child is lost to me, so thy child shall be lost to thee! Allah will make it so.