Casalonga. Talk as much as you like, the letters are genuine. Although it may have been foolish of Patricio to have written them—that is a debatable question. I published them so as to enliven the book. A little harmless suggestion—people look for it; it adds spice. Aside from that, what motive could I have had for dragging you into it?
Florencio. I admire your frankness at least.
Zurita. What do you propose to do with this man?
Florencio. What do you propose?
Casalonga. You know I was always fond of you. You are a man of ability.
Florencio. Thanks.
Casalonga. You have more ability than Patricio had. He was a worthy soul, no doubt, but between us, who were in the secret, an utter blockhead.
Florencio. Hardly that.
Casalonga. I need not tell you what reputations amount to in this country. If he had had your brains, your transcendent ability....
Florencio. How can I stop this man from talking?