V.: You, who dishonored her!
S.: Yes.
V.: It seems as if Satan possesses you and hell inspires your words!
B.: What does he say?
S.: What do you say?
V.: Unhappy being, know that those secret amours with Doña Mencia bore fruit and that fruit is——
S.: She! oh cursed love! She is my sister——! Oh, almighty God!
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