(General and Pedro enter, closely followed by Feliciana. Lagrimas tries to get away with Tarik whom she shields with her dress. They escape to the turret.)
Feliciana—Pedro, thou art unveiled!
Pedro—Sh!
Feliciana—Unveiled, and not an hour since thou didst swear—
Pedro—I swore only to please thee.
General—Is the dancer always at thy side?
Pedro—She is a dancer no longer, General.
Feliciana—I am not so sure, Pedro. There was thy part to the bargain. If thou failest, I shall not answer for my feet.
Pedro—I pray thee, Feliciana,—
Feliciana—Do not attempt to silence me, a bargain's a bargain. I promised to cover my feet, only if thou wouldst cover thy face. Where is the veil I gave thee?