Fontanares Thus it is that a true friend renders despair impossible. (He embraces Quinola.) (To Fregose) My lord, write to the king and build, overlooking the harbor, an amphitheatre for two hundred thousand spectators; in ten days I will fulfill my promise, and Spain shall behold a ship propelled by steam in the face of wind and waves. I will wait until there is a storm that I may show how I can prevail against it. Faustine (to Quinola) You have manufactured a machine-- Quinola No, I have manufactured two, as a provision against ill-luck. Faustine What devils have you called in to assist you? Quinola The three children of Job: Silence, Patience and Perseverance. (Exeunt Fontanares and Quinola.) SCENE NINETEENTH Faustine and Don Fregose. Don Fregose (aside) She is hateful, and yet I do not cease to love her. Faustine I must have my revenge. Will you assist me? Don Fregose Yes, and we will yet succeed in bringing him to ruin. Faustine Ah! you love me in spite of all, don't you? Curtain to the Fourth Act. ACT V SCENE FIRST (The setting is the terrace of the town-hall of Barcelona, on each side of which are pavilions. The terrace looks on the sea and ends in a balcony in the centre of the stage; the open sea and the masts of vessels form the scenery. At the right of the spectator appear a large arm-chair and seats set before a table. The murmur of an immense crowd is heard. Leaning over the balcony Faustine gazes at the steamship. Lothundiaz stands on the left, in a condition of utter stupefaction; Don Fregose is seated on the right with his secretary, who is drawing up a formal account of the experiment. The Grand Inquisitor is stationed in the middle of the stage.) Lothundiaz, the Grand Inquisitor and Don Fregose. Don Fregose I am undone, ruined, disgraced! Even if I were to fall at the feet of the king, I should gain no pity from him. Lothundiaz At what price have I purchased my patent of nobility! My son has been killed in an ambuscade in Flanders, and my daughter is dying; her husband, the governor of Roussillon, refused her permission to be present at the triumph of this devil of a Fontanares. How well she spoke when she said that I should repent of my willful blindness! The Grand Inquisitor (to Don Fregose) The Holy Office has reminded the king of your past services; you will be sent as viceroy to Peru, where you will be able to repair your fortunes; but first finish your work here; let us crush this discoverer and check the progress of his dangerous innovation. Don Fregose But how can we do so? The orders of the king must be obeyed, at least ostensibly.