Padilla. She has heard nothing about it. I found her in a deep sleep and I ordered them not to awaken her. I would always be too soon to tell her the truth. May God will that at the same time she shall learn that Don Enrique is innocent of the crime with which he is accused!
Ximénès. No!—He confesses it!
All start.
Padilla. The assassination?
Ximénès. Yes!—The assassination, his infamous relation with the Saracen woman and his plan of fleeing to African soil.
All are indignant.
Padilla. (After a gesture of despair) The more monstrous the crime the stronger is the proof that he has lost his reason!
Ximénès. It is for this, Governor, that I have called this hasty convocation of the Tribunal before the scandal bursts forth—Toledo must not know at its awakening that a member of the Council of Castile, one honored with royal favor, commander of the archers and crossbowmen of the city, son of a long line of Christians, brave soldier and your son-in-law, has committed such crimes without knowing that he had a right to some explanation—being under the spell of this woman’s sorcery—And that is what all say! Where is Gil Andrès?
Oliveira. (Pointing at Gil Andrès at the foot) Here, Eminence!
Ximénès. (To Gil Andrès) Has she spoken some word of confession?