Sister Assumcion: I have envied her in that ... well, in that she was a Guzman ... and ... and has a room to herself, and a handsome dowry....
Jaime Rodriguez: Doubtless you envy her for these things; but ... I seem to detect a particular behind these generals. Touching what particular matter during these past days have you envied Sister Pilar?
Silence.
Jaime Rodriguez: Daughter, admit!
Sister Assumcion: Oh, father ... ’tis she that is involved ... I....
Jaime Rodriguez: Daughter, admit!
Sister Assumcion: There was a man ... it was Trotaconventos ... all he asked was a few words with me, no more ... nothing ... nothing unseemly passed between us ... and then he flouted me ... and then he came bearing a letter and saying he was a kinsman of Sister Pilar.
Jaime Rodriguez: Come, daughter, your confession is like a peasant’s tale—it begins in the middle and has no end. Why should you envy Sister Pilar this kinship?
Silence.
Jaime Rodriguez: Daughter, it is a dire and awful thing to keep back aught in the Confessional; admit.