Doña Laura. Don't grumble any more. I'm not going to leave here just to please you.
Don Gonzalo [brushing the dust from his shoes with his handkerchief]. If the grounds were sprinkled more freely it would be an improvement.
Doña Laura. What an idea, to brush your shoes with your handkerchief.
Don Gonzalo. What?
Doña Laura. Do you use a shoe brush as a handkerchief?
Don Gonzalo. By what right do you criticize my actions?
Doña Laura. By the rights of a neighbor.
Don Gonzalo. Juanito, give me my book. I do not care to hear any more nonsense.
Doña Laura. You are very polite.
Don Gonzalo. Pardon me, Señora, but if you did not interfere with what does not concern you.