Alon. (within). Clara’s voice?
Fel. What to do now?
Eug. Alas, to tell the truth,
When I but wish’d to lie!
Clara (calling). This way, sir, here!
Eug. Will you expose us both? In here! in here!
[She hides Felix behind arras.
Enter Alonso, Torribio, Mari Nuño, Otañez, etc.
Alon. What is the matter?
Clara. There is some one in the house, sir. A man—I saw him stealing along the corridor, towards the garret.