who?
really? but i was not expecting anyone.
by my husband? really?
well, then she must be some kind of gift. he must have seen in her some special talent that would please me. tell me. what special talent is it that you have? with icy contempt) apart from your obvious youth and beauty?
oetry, perhaps?
or dressmaking?
music! that's it! you compose? or sing?
come, you're too modest. turns to a musician) signor vasquez.
i command you to sing!!!
bravo! a nightingale! welcome at court!
and that upsets you so?
how dare you!
ou want me to creep away and become a nun? well, i shall not. you want me to lie before god and admit my first marriage was consummated? well, it was not.