Have you no Compassion for your Father, for him that gave you being? Could you bear to hear me howl in Purgatory?
Isa. Lud! Pappa! Do you think your putting me into Purgatory in this World, will save you from Purgatory in the next? If you have any Sins you must repent of them your self; for I give you my Word, I have enough to do to repent of my own.
Jourd. You will soon wipe off that Score, and will be then in a Place where you cannot contract a new one.
Isa. Indeed, Sir, to shut a Woman out from Sin is not so easy. But, dear Sir, how can it enter into your Head, that my Penance can be acceptable for your Sin? Take my Word, one Week's fasting will be of more Service to you than this long Fast you would enjoin me.
Jourd. Alas! Child, if fasting would do, I am sure I have not been wanting to my Duty: I have fasted till I am almost worn away to nothing; I have almost fasted my self into Purgatory, while I was fasting my self out of it.
Isa. But whence comes all this Apprehension of your Danger?
Jourd. Whence should it come, but from the Church.
Isa. Oh! Sir, I have thought of the most lucky thing. You know, my Cousin Beatrice is just going into a Nunnery, and she will pray for you as much as you would have her.
Jourd. Trifle not with so serious a Concern. No Prayers but yours will ever do me good.
Isa. Then you shall have them any where but in a Nunnery.