Dancers withdraw
hurriedly, leaving alone MANUELA, DONA JOVITA, COL. STARBOTTLE, DON
JOSE, and CONCHO. CONCHO formally hands keys to Don Jose.
Don Jose (delivering keys to MORTON with stately impressiveness).
Take them, Don Alexandro Morton, and with them all that they unlock
for bliss or bale. Take them, noble guest, and with them the
homage of this family,--to-night, Don Alexandro, your humble
servants. Good-night, gentlemen. May a thousand angels attend
you, O Don Alexandro and Don Culpepero!
Dona Jovita. Good-night, Don Alexandro. May your dreams to-night
see all your wishes fulfilled! Good-night, O Senor Commander. May
she you dream of be as happy as you!
Manuela and Concho (together). Good-night, O senores and
illustrious gentlemen! may the Blessed Fisherman watch over you!
(Both parties retreat into opposite corridors, bowing.)
MANUELA, CONCHO, MORTON,
DON JOSE. JOVITA. STARBOTTLE.
SCENE 3.--The same. Stage darkened. Fog passing beyond wall
outside, and occasionally obscuring moonlit landscape beyond.
Enter JOVITA softly, from corridor L. Her face is partly hidden by
Spanish mantilla.
Jovita. All quiet at last; and, thanks to much aguardiente, my
warlike admirer snores peacefully above. Yet I could swear I heard
the old Puritan's door creak as I descended! Pshaw! What matters!
(Goes to gateway, and tries gate.) Locked! Carramba! I see it
now.
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