Dolores. But the time is now, Senor.
Jarvis. So—and are the senorita's eyes so sharp that she can tell the day and the hour?
Dolores. Not my eyes, Senor American, but my ears. (Duke comes downstairs.) In all my experience I have seen but one hand like yours—it speaks of danger, and that hand belongs to Don Robledo.
Duke. (Still on stairs) Well, Mr. Warren!
Dolores. Pardon, Senor! (Curtsies to Jarvis and steps back from him.)
Jarvis. Good-bye, Senorita. Many thanks for your occult wisdom. I'll take good care of that little square. (Dolores crosses, bows to Duke, exits r., closing door.)
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Duke. (Coming down) Well, Mr. Warren, looking into the future? (Lays coat on table c. Jarvis l.c.)
Jarvis. Yes, Duke. The immediate future promises to be very interesting. A dark man is to cross my path.