[The sounds come nearer.]
OLIVEIRA. She, you see, had condemned herself to the stake!
ENRIQUE. Oh! brute that I am!--I have not understood!
OLIVEIRA. (Trying to calm him) Be careful! Enrique. Must I be a
coward!--I could hack myself into pieces!
OLIVEIRA. (Holding him) In God's name, do nothing foolish! There
remains one more chance for you.
ENRIQUE. (Quickly) Joana?
OLIVEIRA. Yes!--Be careful, or they will hear us!
[At this instant the mob invades the place from all sides. The people
are impatient and unruly and the archers rush in from the upper
street, shouting, and restrain them. The cathedral door opens wide.
Calabazas, Albornos, Ibarra and Molina come out, followed by other
Franciscan and Dominican monks, who group themselves under the portal,
while a funeral march is played on the organ. The bells continue to
toll. Oliveira quickly leaves by one of the streets. Enrique crosses
the scene and disappears in the crowd. The archers have great
difficulty in keeping open a passage for the procession, which slowly
enters from the upper street. The clamors of the mob are redoubled.
Six archers of the Inquisition, dressed in black, lead the cortége,
followed by six Franciscan monks carrying candles and murmuring
prayers. Then appear two lantern-bearers, followed by a porter
carrying a figure of Christ shaded by a small black dais, and Zoraya
with hands tied and dressed in san-benito. Gil Andrès and his two
assistants follow. Behind them come four Franciscan monks carrying
torches. The archers and the monks arrange themselves at the left in
the foreground. The lantern-bearers and the porter carrying the
crucifix stop before the pyre. Zoraya, escorted by Gil Andrès and his
aides, halts in front of the portal. While the procession is marching,
the bells ring, the organ plays and the mob hurls insults at the
condemned woman.]