The Crowd. Yes! Yes!
All turn to look at Torillo and the stake.
Zoraya. (Seeing no one looking at her and Enrique) Here they will kill both of us—Will you not save yourself?
Enrique. To me life among such brutes would be horrible!
Zoraya. Then a last kiss!—Give me your lips!——
She puts between her teeth the wax pill. Their lips join. Torillo appears at the pyre, torch in hand, amid shouts of approval from the crowd, which turns menacingly towards Zoraya and Enrique. Suddenly Enrique falls and rolls down the steps of the church, causing the mob to recoil with exclamations of astonishment.
Ramiro. (Seeing Zoraya, who has fallen, on her knees beside Enrique) To the stake with her! The sorceress still lives!
He starts toward her.
Zoraya. (Partly rising) Too late, wild beast!
She falls and dies.