SCENE IX
Don Lorenzo. [Tries to lift Juana and she resists.] Come, Juana, come and rest. Afterwards we will talk as much as you like.
Juana. Afterwards, no. Suppose I should die before!
Don Lorenzo. [Impatiently.] Nonsense; you mustn't think of such a thing.
Juana. It is twenty years since I have seen you, and now they won't leave us together an instant. It is very cruel of them.
Don Lorenzo. [Again tries to raise her.] Afterwards, my good Juana.
Juana. And you too want to leave me—you too! Ah, I can compel you to stay with me.
Don Lorenzo. Juana!
Juana. Listen—one word, and then you are free, if you still wish to leave me. It was I, I myself, who stole the locket.
Don Lorenzo. You!
Juana. Yes.
Don Lorenzo. What for?
Juana. So that you might not see it.
Don Lorenzo. Why?
Juana. Because there was a paper in it containing something your mother had written that I did not want you to see.
Don Lorenzo. What was it?
Juana. I know the words by heart. They were:
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