I have to say to you that other women's sorrows do not make me grateful for my own.

And Santa Maria has been cruel to me.

Another more cruel, who can find?
I have confessed to her my heartache about Juan; entreated her to bring my boy to me.

Has she done it ?" "My darling Maria." "Grace of God, Roberto! It is now the twenty-third of March; I have been seventeen days wandering with my daughters like very beggars.

If only I had had the discretion to remain in my own house!" "Maria, Lopez will tell you that Fray Ignatius and the brothers are in possession of it.