Teresa. I do not, can not, love him. Is my heart hard?
Is my heart hard? that even now the thought
Should force itself upon me?—Yet I feel it! 150
Monviedro. The drops did start and stand upon his forehead!
I will return. In very truth, I grieve
To have been the occasion. Ho! attend me, woman!
Alhadra (to Teresa). O gentle lady! make the father stay,
Until my lord recover. I am sure, 155
That he will say he is my husband's friend.
Teresa. Stay, father! stay! my lord will soon recover.
Ordonio (as they return, to Valdez). Strange, that this Monviedro
Should have the power so to distemper me!
Valdez. Nay, 'twas an amiable weakness, son! [160]
Monviedro. My lord, I truly grieve——
Ordonio. Tut! name it not.
A sudden seizure, father! think not of it.
As to this woman's husband, I do know him.
I know him well, and that he is a Christian.
Monviedro. I hope, my lord, your merely human pity [165]
Doth not prevail——
Ordonio. 'Tis certain that he was a catholic;
What changes may have happened in three years,
I can not say; but grant me this, good father:
Myself I'll sift him: if I find him sound, 170
You'll grant me your authority and name
To liberate his house.