Basque. I stood there, dumfounded, my heart full of rage.
"'What are you doing here?' said the lieutenant to me. 'Take yourself off—get out of this.'
"I couldn't move a step. I felt paralysed. The officer grew angry, and seeing I did not go out, and had not even taken off my forage cap, he caught me by the collar and shook me roughly. I don't know what I said to him. He drew his sword, and I unsheathed mine. The old woman caught hold of my arm, and the lieutenant gave me a wound on the forehead, of which I still bear the scar. I made a step backward, and with one jerk of my elbow I threw old Dorotea down. Then, as the lieutenant still pressed me, I turned the point of my sword against his body, and he ran upon it. Then Carmen put out the lamp and told Dorotea, in her own language, to take to flight. I fled into I the street myself, and began running along, I knew not whither. It seemed to me that some one was following me. When I came to myself I discovered that Carmen had never left me.
"'Great stupid of a canary-bird!' she said, 'you never make anything but blunders. And, indeed, you know I told you I should bring you bad luck. But come, there's a cure for every-
