your name?
S.: My name is Juan de Paredes.
V.: You—you are the son of Don Diego and Doña Mencia?
S.: Why do you remind me of it? Why do you summon before me their bloody spirits? Yes, I am—I am he, whom you have robbed of all.
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!