Zurita. Zurita.
Casalonga. My good friend Zurita.
Valdivieso. Am I losing my mind? This is a trap which you have set for me, a despicable trap!
Florencio. Friend Valdivieso, I cannot tolerate these reflections. I am incapable of setting a trap.
Zurita. Ah! And so am I! When you entered this house you were familiar with its reputation.
Casalonga. You have forgotten with whom you are speaking.
Valdivieso. Nonsense! This is too much. I wash my hands of the whole business. Is this the spirit in which my advances are received? What I will do now is sell the book—and if I can't sell it, I will give it away! Everybody can read it then—and they can talk as much as they want to. This is the end! I am through.
Florencio. Wait? What was that? I warn you not to sell so much as one copy?
Zurita. I should be sorry if you did. Take care not to drag me into it.
Casalonga. Nor me either.