I led an evil life, and when nearly twenty years had gone by, chance took me to England on a trading journey.

By chance I learned that your father and mother lived near Yarmouth, and I determined to see her, though at that time I had no thought of killing her.

Fortune favoured me, and we met in the woodland, and I saw that she was still beautiful and knew that I loved her more than ever before.

I gave her choice to fly with me or to die, and after a while she died.

But as she shrank up the wooded hillside before my sword, of a sudden she stood still and said: '"Listen before you smite, Juan.