The rosary is not the thing, now.

You ought to be attending to the Senora.
Get her some valerian and some coffee, and come and remove her clothing.
Fray Ignatius, we will beg you to leave us to-night to ourselves." "Your mother's sin, in marrying a heretic, has now found her out.

It is my duty to make her see her fault." "My mother had a dispensation from one greater than you." "Oh, father, pray for me! I accuse myself! I accuse myself! Oh, wretched woman! Oh, cruel husband!" "Mother, you have been a very happy woman.

You have had the best husband in the world.

Do not reproach my father for the sins of others.