Juanito. No, indeed, Señor. They are still there.
Don Gonzalo. The authorities should place more benches here for these sunny mornings. Well, I suppose I must resign myself and sit on the same bench with the old lady. [Muttering to himself, he sits at the extreme end of Doña Laura's bench and looks at her indignantly. Touches his hat as he greets her.] Good morning.
Doña Laura. What, you here again?
Don Gonzalo. I repeat that we have not been introduced.
Doña Laura. I am responding to your greeting.
Don Gonzalo. Good morning should be answered by good morning, and that is what you should have said.
Doña Laura. And you should have asked permission to sit on this bench which is mine.
Don Gonzalo. The benches here are public property.
Doña Laura. Why, you said the one the priests occupied was yours.
Don Gonzalo. Very well, very well. I have nothing more to say. [Between his teeth.] Doting old woman. She should be at home with her knitting and counting her beads.