Yes, the world is bad, I know; what can one do?
The world would say--promise me that you will not be angry, dear General! You can guess what the world would say."' "I see--I see!" exclaimed the old man, in sudden terror for his daughter's good name.

"How wise you are!" "Yes," answered Dona Ana, stopping at ten paces from the door, "I am wise, for I am obliged to be.

Now, if instead of locking Dolores into her room two or three hours ago, you had come to me, and told me the truth, and put her under my protection, for our common good, I would have made it quite impossible for her to exchange a word with Don John, and I would have taken such good care of her that instead of gossiping about her, the world would have said that she was high in favour, and would have begun to pay court to her.

You know that I have the power to do that." "How very wise you are!" exclaimed Mendoza again, with more emphasis.
"Very well.

Will you let me take her with me now, my dear friend?
I will console her a little, for I daresay she has been crying all alone in her room, poor girl, and I can keep her with me till Don John goes to Villagarcia.