Don Lorenzo. You!
Juana. Yes.
Don Lorenzo. What for?
Juana. So that you might not see it.
Don Lorenzo. Why?
Juana. Because there was a paper in it containing something your mother had written that I did not want you to see.
Don Lorenzo. What was it?
Juana. I know the words by heart. They were: 'Lorenzo, my son, in the casket which lies at the head of my bed there is hidden a paper under a sealed envelope. When I am dead, open it, and read what I wrote during a night of sharp remorse. Forgive me, and may God inspire you.'
Don Lorenzo. [In surprise.] 'Forgive me, and may God inspire you.' She wrote that?
Juana. Yes.