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Pepito. There. [Enter Don Julian, Don Severo, and Rueda. The two men support Don Julian, who is badly wounded.]

Ernest. Heaven preserve us!

SCENE IX

Ernest, Pepito, Don Julian, Don Severo, and Rueda.

Ernest. Don Julian! my friend, my father, my benefactor! [Hurries excitedly toward him, and speaks brokenly.]

D. Julian. [Weakly.] Ernest!

Ernest. Oh, wretched I!

Severo. Quick, come away.

Ernest. Father!

Severo. He is fainting with pain.

Ernest. For my sake!

Julian. It is not so.

Ernest. Through me—pardon! [Takes Don Julian's hand and bends on one knee before him.]

Julian. No need to ask it, lad. You did your duty, and I did mine.

Severo. A couch. [Loosens his hold of Don Julian, and Pepito takes his place.]

Pepito. [Pointing to the bedroom.] Let us carry him in there.

Ernest. [Shouting terribly.] Nebreda!

Severo. Let there be an end to folly. Is it your intention to kill him outright?

Ernest. [With frenzy.] Folly, oh, we'll see. I have two to avenge now. It is my right. [Rushes down the stage.]

Severo. [Moving to the right.] We'll take him into your

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